enough rain
has seeped through walls
this year
we may behave
with a little blemish
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how many years
did that mountain survive
its ground
if hit by a small stone
our love would just crumble
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all it ever takes
is one star behind the smog
to light the glimmer
in people’s hearts to feel
they could kill for each other
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who knows
what I will be
tomorrow
so much to think about
what I’m today
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that old rubber tree
I used to slash curiously
to see its juices
ooze out slowly slowly
into memories
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peeling an onion
to what depths must I go
layer by layer
this conversation unfolds
just like the last time we spoke
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of all the words
in my letter to you
one more look
at just the part of me
which is you
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our aging mother
still trying to right some wrongs
needled into us
this icy creek
is running cold
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last days of summer
from the backyard slowly
in my mind
my father waving his cap
before going to war
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family reunion
at the dinner table
our words take off
like these chicken wings
prepared to fly
