{everything I touch remembers being my hand}
~
[accident]
because
when mine
stopped
your sadness
was still
moving
~
[dog years]
the longer
I grieve
the more
~
[dear you]
I am at a word
for loss
~
[nostalgia]
my father
he was in
this poem
yesterday
so deeply
that I-
damn.
they repo
even
dark.
~
[goodbye]
my penchant for last things does not end
kingsoftrain 
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