Friday, November 3

If I remember you at all
It will be as a sideshow to a greater thing
Which played out handsomely one spring
And then did fall

And underneath that ruin that year
My one true love was lost forever
And you emerged, unhurt and clever
And lost my ear

I search for her with eyes so tired
While you are scraping the meat off bones
And boiling supper for a family you loathe
As I try to rekindle desire

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