may 4th, 2012 - “thank you.”
the morning after
we tricked
the neighbor’s dog
into following us home,
to trade potato chips
for face-licks
and lay in the grass,
you told me
if there was one thing
in this world
that made you happy,
it certainly
wasn’t
here.
still, i have nothing
but fond memories:
of all the shit
we put on ice,
just to have it melt;
the sun rising
through your bedroom
window;
the last look
on your face
before
i couldn’t
squint
hard enough.
i have nothing
but fond memories.
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