Venice

Wandering the streets

Pastels of every shade coat each building

Finding the nooks and hideaways

Where only the locals go

And some staples as well

The beauty of St. Mark’s Basilica

Matched only by its history

Strolling among the innumerable vineyards

Fields of Albarossa and Durella

All new and exciting, but lacking

I only came to forget you

But here I am

Thinking

~

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Missed Connection

We landed in Denver

You were headed back home

I was doing the same

Separately

 

The three-hour flight disappeared

We lucked into three seats

One splitting us 

You took the window

You liked to watch the sunset

 

We spoke like old flames

Rehashing beautiful memories

And lamenting love lost

Despite having just met

 

When we landed, we walked together

Bumping elbows

Barely noticing our path forward

Luggage doing little to slow us

 

We reached your gate

Los Angeles was calling

And I had to reroute myself

 

We hugged and started to part

I made a joke about seeing you later

You laughed and boarded your plane

 

I looked at my ticket 

My flight left ten minutes ago

And I never got your number

~

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The End

Stand with me

The end is here, love

Nothing can be done

No war to be had

No grandiose measures

We were too late

 

Stand with me

We had a beautiful run

There’s only so much we could do

This world was insufficient from the start

Corrupted by power and money

Destined for nothing more than the end

 

So, stand with me

As the waves crash over us

The fire consumes us

We’ll drown in a world fraught

Burn down to bone and ash

Together

~

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