rockstar
we fucking are
Thursday, January 1, 2009
daffodils
from time to time
i kept her in sight.
maybe over the years
she aged
mellowed
sometimes repetitively mundane
i miss her still.
we'd all one day
dissipate
i'd want her around still.
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