Things forgotten pop back later, unexpected
things known but lost then retrieved
in a moment of clarity;
mission accomplished, but wasted
space. Clear it out, please, and
make room for art and beer.
Katie found the first gray hairs atop my head, and though they're cut and saved inside a little Band-Aid, I've resolved to survive primarily on coffee, beer, and Marianne's ice cream in an attempt to regain my youth and my pre-graduation pant size.
I miss Portland and I'm not even there yet.
things known but lost then retrieved
in a moment of clarity;
mission accomplished, but wasted
space. Clear it out, please, and
make room for art and beer.
Katie found the first gray hairs atop my head, and though they're cut and saved inside a little Band-Aid, I've resolved to survive primarily on coffee, beer, and Marianne's ice cream in an attempt to regain my youth and my pre-graduation pant size.
I miss Portland and I'm not even there yet.
I miss Santa Cruz already and I'm not even gone.
And I miss my momma.
And I miss my momma.
Of course.
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