Hello friend, will you miss me
when the drinks and good cheer
spills and laughter fracture every
memory? Will you lament for those
scintillating moments we once shared and
that pretentious and arrogant windage
between two buddies?
Hello brother and sister, will you miss me
when puerile innocence and scuttled time
vanquishes all youthful aphorisms? Will
you enshrine those forgotten and volatile
accompaniments that humbled our impoverished
existential misery and existence?
Hello lover, will you miss me in the
heart of Spring? Will you miss my breath
upon your lips? Will you miss my distinctive
smell on the hallowed sheets in the mornings? Will
you revisit these trifling, coquettish, and ravishing
allusions with harmonious flare? Will you laugh
when my title is forsaken, or will you weep with
gratitude?
- John Hardesty
7/20/2021
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