Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Piragua

Late nights
Long days
Long lives
Condensed into so few boxes they
Mean more now because someone you
Love
Holds them
In our absence

Just like they
Held you
For so many years
And you didn’t realize

There was a moment tonight
When I did not know where they
Ended
And I began
And I think that’s the point of the
Whole thing.

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