were full,
the one room
apartment,
the one
car,
the one phone
on the wall,
singulars in all things
were fine.
how easy sleep came
with less,
on my mind.
less
things to protect
and worry
about.
few regrets, because
the past
was so short.
so easy to be happy
on just
bread
and wine.
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