April 5 — Dave, My Friend

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Its not that
You know so much
That I knew you would
The first
Was simple and drunken
And when I
Told you how much i liked the song
By andrew jackson jihad
About the beginning and the end
And nouns
Next when I heard the mess inside
When some bitch left
And you asked why and
I tried to tell you
That answer is so
Much less
In the matter
Than what matters
And how much
I love you.
The third went smooth
Like nothing
Like sitting together
Like things that happened then
And happen less now but
Its okay
The fourth was in
Your hands
Our guitars and the sounds
We made we dont
Remember and
Wont play again
And the fifth
Was just a few days ago
When you told
Me that what I
Wrote happened at
That same window where you
Also felt the
Sun.
(ICR)

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For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.
For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.

Written by For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.

Philip J. Repko, Ian C. Repko, and Philip E. Repko have been fiddling with words for more than a few years. Here we shall periodically contribute.

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