Friday, February 26, 2016

7853. JUMPING THE GREAT DIVIDE

JUMPING THE 
GREAT DIVIDE
I was eleven by the time the wars 
were over, the incessant hum of battle 
having already wrecked my ears. 
I had no idea you played guitar.
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There are times when the outstretched
hand really does have to turn into a heart,
and learn to say certain words. Like
jumping the great divide. Oh well.

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