TheFeatheredSleep – Friendship
Your hand covers mine
we clasp for the camera and smile a 100 watt smile
The American Way
I have learned
how to park a truck
that pale legs are not
as anathema in Texas as in Cannes
I understand, ordering drinks you size up
trying clothes, you size down
topsy-turvy world for a foreigner
lost in her baggage claim.
You made me feel
easy and comfortable like an adirondack chair
smooth wood, deep grain, eccentric shape
this became my town and in so many ways
it was thanks to you taking the time
to show me the way to fit in
the candles dim in the windows of the bar
as if they know you are now gone
where the bird died and we buried it
flowers grow up and a little crepe myrtle
as if forever our steps, will be marked here
mountain laurel blooms wildly
across splayed…
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