this roadside is a song
that sings alone
but standing here
near
there is the
lying,
here feeling your breast
hanging as a string
dangling
like paper angels
i am not
leaving you now
nor ever
i feel
all and nothing
is something we made
we were more
much more
than we are
now
but we are still together
having Christmas dinner
at another roadside place
and happy
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