Monday, May 13, 2013


It is good to have friends who notice.

It is better
She says
To have breakfast
With the likes of Disappointment,
In the spring,
When the weather is warmer,
The light is clearer,
The trees full-blossomed.

How was breakfast
This weekend?
She asked.

I replied
I think we*re getting somewhere,
Wherever somewhere is.

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