Drift

I went to the dock

Yesterday,

The one where we met.

 

It had gone to seed:

Cold and wet,

Nearly forgotten.

 

I could fix it up

Probably,

Replace the dead boards.

 

But that might ruin it,

this memory;

The thought of your smile.

 

You might look at me

and see air

drifting and empty.

 

I look at you and

see the sun

shining through the rot.

 

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