Dec
10
I added you to the attic
now you can collect dust, too
with my father’s records
old furniture, discarded
my posters of movie stars
of jim morrison and
jefferson airplane
you’re there now
something old
in the background
discarded but
fondly remembered
your hair especially and
our trips to the woods
i can still hear your dog
playing in the lake
smile furtively
I dealt with you
now sit in the loft
with the few happy memories
I have left
