call me later
we can smoke menthols and laugh
warming ourselves by the radiator
confessing secrets and how we're feeling
we are not happy souls
but we are dealing
they say we're too crazy
too wired and hazy
but it's living life in between maybe's
goodbyes and hello's
we know how this goes
but when it breaks
and we're feeling low
call me later
and I'll stop the tears before they flow
call me later
we'll walk the dogs across the meadows
and i'll know he'll be over him
before he knows
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoetryHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh