Forgotten far from forgotten
I limp into the empty driveway.
Four days, two rainstorms, one infected leg.
The coyote's nip itches.
Dry spot where the red car parks.
You forgot me in that park.
My coat matted with thistle thorns.
I hope you don't return just yet.
That you're out searching for your friend.
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