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Jan 30th

old friends

flowing together

down rivers of time

up hill and down dale

wine after wine

and conversation

tales of woe

tales of laughter

contemplation

and reflection

and more food

and then cannoli

pav

then how about some

more chat

might even get a little feisty

lucky we don’t smoke

we woulda blown a pack

 

old girlfriends

you’re the best

sweet familiar

soothing fun

reassuring

stimulating

in this world of

criticism

from our nearest

and our dearest

confirmation

of our sense

and vision

hard experience

runs on the board

and solid self

sweet selfish self

affirmation

of our right

to carry

just a little

fucking

weight.


 
 
 

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