9.28.2024

Matinee

It took nine months

but I'm grieving

your loss

Margot Robbie;

those dirty foot

milkshakes

left at my door.


We couldn't watch

anything violent

or scary

since we were

living it;

James Earl Jones

in the emergency room.


Karaoke

on New Year's Eve;

stepping stones

to where?


You chopped off 

your hair

and I'm still

finding it.


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