The Necessities of Life
Come with me. Maybe we could learn to liveOn nothing more than air and water, our love,
What we find in dumpsters (such romance
There is to that). I feel as if we could,
You know, when you are here, and all we
Have to share are words and city lights.
You laugh. That's such a foolish thought.
I also laugh. I know it is, but you lead me
To disregard the mundane facts of daily
Life, like money, eating, going home.
We cannot live on air and water, but
I'm growing certain that I'd perish
Without you.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-03-24 at 11:56
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