They sat together like that, two old-***** birds
on the edge of a wishing well,
wondering when the other would fall asleep on all the
years of park bench they had known as a four-armed
entity, wrapped in ice creams and bed sheets.
They sat together, huddled against the earth for an hour,
in the confines of love and death.
From the Book: I Dreamed I Loved a Ghost © Derek Shane Keck
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