Poetry

not never

two in a row
negative nostalgia naughty
one is not enough
three just right

i miss him you know
those people that pass on
leaving a shadow
of themselves

walking they sometimes join
talking word stories
about the waves of yesterday’s tomorrows making a way

rare silent and singing
no not ever
does it hinge on conversation

**its been a long while… flexing the fingers ….**

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