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First Narrows (safety in numbers)

I crossed the water twice -
in the dark of fresh night
and the hush of almost dawn

there were no delays on the bridge
to brook the flow
of hot memories

home alone
the ungiven tulips
quietly drop their petals

lush pink and red half-shells
falling unheard...

he loves us
he loves us not
he loves us