Most of the people from the present
are gone now; we never held them
very tightly, but what our wounds lack
in depth, they make up for in breadth.
If living is a sort of punishment or reward,
well there’s no way I can finish
that sentence. I’m so young, I have
to show you how many years
with my fingers. The only thing worse
than advice is an opinion. This paper
bag is full of them, and a lone
hydraulic squeal is telling me
it’s garbage night. The moon agrees,
which you may think it automatically does,
but more and more it seems it won’t.
Copyright © 2014 Mark Bibbins
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