I twist my eyes skyward
The headboard of eternity
The footboard of Earth
And I’m walking
Remembering our talks
About poetry
And I’m pretty sure I’m going to crash out of bed
To you humming
a Sublime song
And telling me
Aye, she moved to Scotland
As if it explained the three point folds
And physics
And all the rest of
My hand in yours

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