Goodnight, Lexi-bear.




And so, the day comes, when yet another friend goes home.

When all sins are forgiven

When they glow like a saint with a wonky halo.


When we choose to forget the multitudinous mornings

That we picked up trash and uttered curses

Stepping on coffee grounds and squishy somethings

After another night’s food-foraging.


Where we wish we could, just one last time,

Be mugged for half a sandwich.


Dammit… we’d even MAKE the sandwich!


You have been loved…


WD 7/7/16


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