Stomach twists London tears
Hauptbahnhof good-byes
shouldered
The time that you
weren't here.
We mark time with
tinsel and lights
The time you came, the
time it snowed in Sasebo,
The train to Reno.
The Brigantine alone.
Sick in Bishkek.
Sick in Mexico.
Tinfoil mouth.
The time you left us
and went home.
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