I'm here

That night I wrote you
In the back stoop at the bar
The string lights dancing.
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I typed on my phone
I wrote 'my reality,
My worst enemy.'
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You did not seem shocked.
You care for me every day
You hold my body.
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I miss my dear friends
The ones I see seldom of
Yet are close at heart.
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The cherry blossoms
Have been sighted, their petals
Delicate as silk
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My friend is pregnant.
Imagining this baby
Completely adored.
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Lore can't hear me-
Veronica has become
Our new translator.
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He is a strange man
He nods a lot and blinks as
If to speak silence.
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The small girl came up
And in her delicate way
Flowers in my palm.
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It's strange to watch friends
Falling into a rhythm
Starting their families.
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I'm viewing this life
understanding Dickinson
Sitting by windows.
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Elevem haiku's
For the past twelve day, isn't
Too shabby I'd say!

(making this umber 12)