Uncle H.

19 January, 2012 § Leave a comment

Yes, I think now,
There is no likeness. It just is exactly what it is—

The unrecoverable downward tilt after the names
Have been called, as one of us will call to the other
While the one leaving lifts for the last time, lifts and stares,
At what at what one wants to ask, but does not dare.
— Daniel Tobin

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