Ya you surface and disappear like a walrus.
Your beer goes to my gut.
You just assume you're always welcome here.
Just before midnight someone started
banging on a garbage can with a hammer.
Then as the year changed the can crashed
To the ground from a height. Then the silence
returned. Now you can hear them rolling the can
back to where it belongs by the garage.
by Donna
"Fortunes have altered, Mike."
The Inscrutable Grin of the Universe
6 hours ago
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