Poem for D.
Yesterday, friend, at 7 Star Grocery
where I was buying bread and coffee
and you were scratching lottery tickets,
I called you beautiful. And you waved off
the compliment. Yeah right, you're crazy.
I could think of nothing to say in my defense
except: I'm crazy in the best possible way.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2021-12-16 at 11:06
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