*For bcb, for real.
I think
when I die
one of the things I’ll miss most
is
you.
I love that the whole world
is an inside joke
(for us, between us)
that never goes stale.
Comments
9 responses to “A Thank-You”
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*sob*
Thank you for this, and for including the reference to stale, which is a veiled reference to bread, which is a veiled reference to crumbs, which is a veiled reference to sweeping up, which is a veiled reference to cleaning.
I ADORE THIS POEM.
How true it is!
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Great poem. Great site. Reading your other work (some now and then some later)…I love your humour…yet when you mean business, it is very clear to the reader…few can do that dance…best, Darren King
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Poeticgrin–it wasn’t a “veiled” reference to cleaning…only a calculation I knew you’d love to make (just as 4+3=7, stale + crumbs = reason to tidy up).
Darren–thank you so much! Black humor and despair tend to give a writer “a way with words.”
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wow how beautiful is that. fantastic writing and what a great dedication to a friend.
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That is a beautiful tiny elegant thought poem. ‘inside joke’, private language, but so carefully and delicately expressed, truely beautiful.
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Irlad and Paul,
Thank you so much for your comments. It means a lot to have others appreciate my writing. -
good poem
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Thank you lukejames87. I, of course, take credit.
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