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Knuj Fo Hcnub Rehto Elohw a Dna Deewaes, Sllehs

CLAM SHELLS, SEAWEED AND A WHOLE OTHER BUNCH OF JUNK I looked through the ocean I searched through the sea But I never found me She always said that we were different I’d ask how and she would always say “only in every definitive way” So I set a course to change those things I bought her little trinkets, bracelet and rings Yet the thought of her “we are different” still sorrowfully stings My beloved loved all creatures one and all I remember I purchased her a tiny little rabbit That was the same year I first developed a heroin habit The difference was tangible, perennial, and hurt Exactly how different we were I would come to know i.e. to cross a stream she would wade and I would row I’m going out but I’ll be right back “no, you’re just going out to score” And that’s when I watched her fetchingly fly out the door But I liked dope so much more And her dirty looks got old Then dirty looks turn into dirty words, or so I have been told On that beach I found clams, mussels but no answers I wanted her back but the sea didn’t agree with me And that which I wanted to trade couldn’t be given away for free I strolled into Neptune’s marble front door I thought of where I am and where we once were Now I search the ocean and a sea but I never find me or her © 2011.…Phreepoetry

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