Sunday

Friends



If I was a bird
I could fly across the sea
regurgitate food.

I always come last.
Do you think I will ever be
your first morning thought?

Drinking to excess
makes me feel like I am more
than just a stranger.

Is gospel the best way
to address flying humans?
Whose Idea was this?

In the cornerstone
The waiters see me at my
best and very worst.

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