I cry when I turn away
from greeting a shiba I met over the car window
I cry when I hear her say
she's going to hitch hike tomorrow
I cry on bed when I thought I lost somebody
soon as I wake up to that twilight breeze
Moments that I thought I could own freely
slipped through my fingers
as I owned all that I wish
ever so indirectly
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
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