the space your absence fills
in my youth, missing youwould have been very different
than what it means to me now.
pouring out what is no longer with me.
using my own krazy little method of
rhythmic philosophy.
all my emotions SLSMMED!, against a wall of words,
over and
over.and now
my missing you has become
an everyday part of my life.
tyke
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