Posted: January 27, 2012 in proselytizaytion

I don’t know where you are anymore
but for a few minutes tonight
we sat on a bench together
on the edge of a damned up crick
deep in suburbia.

We talked about why I invited you there
and while I was staring at the Cheshire Cat moon
you disappeared.

I took our dog for a long walk afterward.
He has also been damned to live a displaced existence.
He watched me color for two and a half hours.

Life is kicking my ass.


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