I'm not concerned that I felt it, at least
That's not my primary concern
I am alarmed by how quickly it's gone
Like a leaf boat released into the sloshing gutter
I wish you well
Now it's morning and you are inside of me
Just you, just me
I never thought I could enjoy weekends like this
After the poetry workshop I water all the plants
We tromp the dogs through a field in snow squall
Later we'll drag the big bed to the curb
You'll eat a turkey sub while standing in the garage
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