Thursday, May 30, 2019

The Notions of a Black Umbrella, When I Felt Like Myself, 2008-2019

I think you thought there was more here than there was,
than there should be,
than there could be,






I think you thought a lot about stuff that didn't matter,
couldn't matter,
not like that,
not today,
in this climate,
in the one that would be gone,
not from us,
but because of us,

not in that one,

not when you needed a jacket today,
but not tomorrow,
but then,
yes,
yes you do on Wednesday,

that one,

I think you thought a lot about death,
because it felt friendly and familiar,
in this climate,
this one,
the one that could be,
would be gone,

that one,
that one,
right here

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