FOR CHARLIE

i wonder if your sky is like mine,

if the clouds go on forever

or if there’s blue, where you are.

i wonder if you like tea

and the smell of pennies, or blood.

it’s strange - a kind of technophilia,

loving you from far away.

i hate the ocean. i never liked it

but now it’s evil, terrible, mean.

i wonder about your cuddle position,

if you’d mind that i snore

and sing in my sleep, and purr.

for a dog person, i love you

a surprising amount

(i could live with dogs for you).

i wonder if you smell nice.

i wonder if you’ll like me.

my tea’s gone cold

maybe i should come to you

(i’d like to meet your brother)

would that be strange? 

i might miss the clouds, but

probably not.

this was a poem.


1 month ago

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