Distant Love

My poems flow

with words & phrases

’bout time & places

I once knew.

Spread around

like petty crimes

& tongue-tied rhymes—

left every-where.

You’d think I’d learn

a thing or 2

’bout me & ewe

& try to write it right.

But that can’t happen,

never will—

’cause you’re lost in your valley;

I’m buried on this hill.

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