Giggle

Eight million men
Though voiceless and vanishing will you recall you're silly?

Tell your daughter wondering
All these months you’ve been home
Alone
After school riding
Dents the Van side by side
At the crossroads
We call Long Lights Red
Da'ad
Who will you be?

A poet.

A poet?
First she smiles, smirks
Shaking her head
Seriously?

Then

Delights
The sweet time two
Souls wiggle out a loud little
Giggle.



--tim

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