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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