FRIENDS
Wanting to want you,
which should be
enough, turns out
to be too much.
We part friends.
I play the part of
one friend, you
the other. We
take our show on
the road and begin
to bask in the warm
glow of our unintended
fame. I take your
bow. You take mine.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
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