august baby

august baby and i know where you are

still i keep searching for traces of you

the crossword puzzle spells out your

favorite color

i catch a taste of you in the

candy aisle at seven eleven

every poem i’ve written before or after you

sounds like your breath as you asked me

is the captain at home?

i saturated myself with you

in the spring time

i let my life explode like fireworks

as we watched the ashes

falling to the ground

we went big then you went home

while i was left with a

red suitcase and an empty flask

still i keep screaming your name


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