The Art of Knowledge
Let me buy you a drink
Of memories past
That’s what remains
Hollow
Valid
Flaccid
“Let me…”
Owe me?
Never.
But one time we shared a moment
A month
A decade
And now…
A nothing
You romances will fade
Your acquaintances will be that
Wedding party to dust
Rebuilt
Dust again
Time moves to the selfish
Without inclusion
Without your kindness
Without your grace
And replaced
With
“Let me buy you a drink”
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