Saturday, April 1, 2017

those were the days

i have little patience
for names
being dropped,
places you've been,
or stayed
when you were on top.
who cares
who you know, or knew,
or whose lives
you have
barely touched through
six degrees of
separation.
it says little about
you,
or maybe it says a lot.
my butter does
not melt
for those were the days.

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