I wrote this when I was 16. No hate plz
Just calling to ask about the dog
and the star.
They’re still there I know.
But I’d like to hear
about that odd dog that kn
awed at your basket in the field
and I want to hear about our old star. The
one that sat on the tip of the spire
after the lecture.
small and obedient
peering around in
I just remembered now
I didn’t take you up on that offer
to grab milkshakes in November.
Do you remember?
I was utterly slated at the debate.
Didn’t matter much - you still laughed in
the corner at my weak points and
weaker responses with golden cheeks
and at my red-cheeked moments of late.
I will admit
I was too young.
You, too champagne eyed
so I winced at the thickened air
and walked along the dark
lung-clearing path to the dorm
You went, a little wounded.
God, I wish I was braver then.
Sorry. Hi yeah.
that you got the last message?
Maybe I was a little too much,
Funny that. I never was before!
stop. So I want to see you again
maybe. Sometime before that
obedient star finds another ledge
to perch on. God he was clever.
Always knew a good thing when
he found it.
No matter. We can find him,
perch on a new security,
and eradicate the platitudes.
Misty eyed and breathing
in the wide night. Humbled with quiet adoration.
Honouring our November Remembrance.
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