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The repeat

Charles Michael Craven

we could have been special.
we could have proved them wrong.
we could have been that old couple on a front porch swing.

instead,
we allowed them all to right,
to laugh and say, “we told you so.”

two nuclear bombs never end up playing nice.

I admit my faults,
my daemons,
my bad decisions.

my weakness
and your ability to run without
moving those little feet
will be the only memories of a love
that faded like a fog in the eyes of a
SON.

you gave me chances and I ate them up
like you do a big piece of chocolate.

I’ll remember
our Sunday House marathons,
your hands on your hips,
your snort when you laugh
and your soft side you try to hide
like a S.T.D.

we had fun in the bedroom,
but my memories I’ll cherish forever
will not be of your ass
or your moans
or you teaching me how to eat pussy
or even you saying, “keep fucking me kid,” as I hit it from behind.

the memories will be of you sleeping without the knowledge I was watching
or me complaining about watching a movie
even if I smile from behind you
when you laugh at a bad joke on the screen
or you hitting my younger, giant brother
like a gnat to a cloud in the sky.

I said things I didn’t mean.
you said things you didn’t mean.

but what we had was real
and we’ll both remember that
way past the grave
we’re both fighting so hard
to dig for ourselves.

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