DROPPINGS

Just in case

We never meet again

Exchanging this

Mutually exquisite cowardice

We brought to being

Yes; just in case

All that is all that is

I ought to say "Thank you"


For those brief moments

Of imagined harmony

For taking me on flights; 

Free-fall illusions

Of shared familiarity


Throw to the wind these words

Let them forever drift in Mentone

Unknowing whether

"Thank you" may or may not

One day reach you

Drift upon your shoulders

Like a lazy feather floating

In the soft breeze

Whether "Thank you" may one day settle 

Giving you back imagining


Or not- whether it may

Forever soar on warm updraughts

Like the gulls soaring above me

Screeching and dropping their shit

All over my pages


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