01.03.15
I miss the ritual
The snow monkeys
Resume’s that were sketches, chord’s
And scars
Now
We both have too many
Initial’s
Behind our names
The known was bounded by Tompkins Park, St Mark’s commons
You took me to rotaway beach
Pointed at the lights and said that’s where you’re
From
Across the ocean
I just kissed
Sick days and all the rest
Just noise
Your kiss always told me everything
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