he, dressed in a dog suit,
watches a wrestle match late night.
rounding his knees, sips on strawberrymilk.
i always stare abstractedly it bare footed.
a scribble in red on right instep.
it is a promise.
disclosing of a nightmare,
longing to sing,
strong and beautiful,
always sleeping,
kitty hanging on a shoulder,
stomach is growling,
wooow,
weee,
volleyball rocks,
a long pause,
progression of dawn,
love,
and power.
we lived them all
sincerely, passionately.
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