"There you go again,
droppin' wisdom like
it's nothin' at all,"
he says as he
glances up from
the newspaper.
And she likes to mention,
"How freakishly poetic
my entire life is."
While I make coffee
humming your name
like some new top 40 track.
It's not that I want to write,
just something I have to do
if I want to get through life
with more living than surviving
and I hope that's what I am
remembered for. Poetically.
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