alfie lee writing

the end of all that

you asked me if i loved you
you think perhaps i might
say something somewhat clever
to set things right

we make love like rabbits
make hey like sunshine
when finally the spring snow
melted we polished off the wine

the trees are powdered with blooms
the highways wet with light
the winds are cross with one another
rain is forecast tonight

you asked me how i was
i think perhaps i'm fine
i update my status diligently
and wrestle my waistline

you asked if i was happy
i think perhaps i'm fine
i spend my hours going and coming 
to the end of the line


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