One L
...I bring your name up
in one-sided conversations
that take place in empty
rooms. Four walls, no windows
1 canvas.
I am sending you postcards
from watercolors
that wash away
with ease---I am chasing your memory.
You loved with an expiration date.
I am loving now in permanent
ink.
.
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