Monday, March 31, 2008

A POEM - TWO FRIENDS

TWO FRIENDS
“It's a good feeling,”
I wrote to him.
“when I wake up in the morning,
on the hard park benches,
to know that you're somewhere out there,
in this fuckin' world,
waking up in some hard place of your own,
swearing and groaning
at the same fuckin' sky.”

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