My Only Friend

the end, 

and i wish i had more to

          complain about, i wish

there were more

lament stored in my heart to

be let out as the

temperature rises and 

beees die and

we the latter week and 

helpless months to come

might actually

have something to cry over. 

the end, 

and happily ever after

is for stories that will

soon be lost for 

want of readers.

D. M. Kingsford

6-19

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