me help her. He lightened my/
burdens, made me strong.

He will scar me
from the inside
so the dance
that my heart has done
for decades
will stop,
and I’ll finally
have
rhyyyyyy
thummmm.
(Beat.
Beat.)
Doo whop
Beat).
Can you imagine me
with more energy
and life
than I have
already?
That’s what “they”
say.
The only question I have is this:
Is this the best way
to let people know?
He missed her laughter,/
energy, spirit and more./
She just missed his thumb.
This old man, he played/
songs and danced, topless, down the/
freeway. What’d you do?