this was her favorite holiday…
oh yea…
well…Valentine’s and Christmas…
she liked them huh…
buy her chocolates…
right…
she’d sit right there and eat ’em…flowers…took her out one year…
some place nice…
oh yea…real nice…set me back a bill…she liked it…
‘ats good dad…
you goin’ over to see her today…
don’t know…you wanna go…
bring her some flowers…
you can give them to her…
I’d rather you went…too weak…too tired…she always said that…
what…
too tired….too weak..
‘ bout you…
yea…always tired…always have been…guess she was too…
…happy Valentine’s pop…
yea…happy Valentine’s…
dmseay 
One response to “happy Valentine’s…”
Damn! “Happy Valentines…” nearly made me cry! Very good. Sad (if I understand it correctly), but very good. Wish I had written it. No, I don’t. I write from experience, and I do not want to ever experience what it seems to be about. I hope you haven’t either…
Btw, we met Tue. night at Henry’s in Fort Wayne. I was the old long hair who was basically trying and failing to force himself, against every fiber of his being, to hawk his forthcoming poetry book, The Mother Goose Market. Ugh, I think I’m doing it again… I shouldn’t feel so hypocritical about it since all proceeds go to support the underground art scene, but I can’t help it. Anyway, I do enjoy the work on here. Good job.
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