Poetry · Writing

Regards

If that isn’t life

she told me. 

If that isn’t just

second hand down

rolling around

flying, 

yes flying,

till sun goes up. 

She was high by that point. 

I wrote that down

in my journal

I think about it every time

when we are apart

and hope

she is still flying. 

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