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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Good night, moon.

 Goodnight, moon.
Goodnight, you.
Goodnight, memory, memories, fantasies, pretend, hazy recollections.
A good night to piece together what may have happened
and what is rather to be remembered.
Goodnight, I remember.
Goodnight, I'd rather not.
Goodnight, sky,
that you are under.
Goodnight, sun, that I know neither of us sees.
It's weird how much we are tied together
by what?
Nothing at all?
Goodnight, to you.
Adieu, to you.
And you,
And you,
And me.
Goodnight, boys.
Goodnight, girls.
Good night as I fall asleep.

. . . i am thankful for phone calls from 5 year olds. . .
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