Miss

I miss Iggy Pop hugging David Bowie
and them screaming la la la la lalalala.

Those moments are gone.
Nevermore will we be able
to live in that moment.

Sometimes I don't agree
with reality and its impossibleness.

Sometimes I think 
that if I resist it enough
I'll hear you call me again.
Hug me.

Just like Iggy and Bowie.

And everything will get back to normal.
And we'll miss no more.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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