You told me that most crows mate for life
That nineteen is too young to fall in love
Cigarettes made you focus
Moving on is harder when you have no choice
in letting go
You showed me how to build friendship on books
How easily it could fall apart – a house of cards
Keeping secrets and hiding the truth
Pretending that everything was a-okay
even when nothing was
And as a final gift, you’ve now taught me
How to put things away
Settling in with other items forgotten and lost
Like bottles of wine, hidden behind ceramics and glass
The corks turning to dust
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| Word of the day: Tyro |
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