I used to see us standing there
a double of you and a double of me
in the future that was always coming but never came
now I see nothing, behind or in front
there are no doubles and there is no us
and even your shadow (he held on so long)
dissolved in my hand in the sun
Dat last stanza doe.
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I’m glad you’re back.
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I come and go like the tiiiiiide
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I’m just flowin’ like a river, dude.
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I so love your “voice” in your poetry. I truly, truly LOVED:
“and even your shadow (he held on so long)”
So good.
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Your comments are always so thoughtful, I love them. This poem is very special to me. Thank you for loving my voice β€οΈ
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