poem of the day 02.12.15

driving through pittsburgh in june

heading back to the suburbs

to my parent’s home

from kris and anna’s place

where there was beer and poet talk

driving through pittsburgh in june

you and i

like we used to do all of the time

when we lived there

when it was home

all of those many years ago

three days before the doctors in brooklyn

would find the cancer in your breast

i wish maybe we’d taken it slower

not been in such a hurry to go back to my parent’s

maybe gone around to some of the old places

that we used to hang out

the streets that we’d filled with love

and a lot of other things

instead of me having you make wrong turns

because i no longer really knew the city of my birth

we could’ve had a late bite

at that old chinese restaurant

that we hated and loved so much

lingered outside your old apartment

the way i did right before our first date

done something starry-eyed in the city

where our romance bloomed then turned solid

oh honeybee

if only we had known

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