capers
i miss the capers
and the taste of brooklyn
pizza with olives
in your windowless apartment
getting dehydrated
on cheap beer
and thai food
now my pills are new
my brain is different
you wouldn’t recognize
me or my arm
once bearing your scar
now bearing my strength
i won’t forget you
but i’m trying to
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Much strength in this, but the strength it takes to forget someone is also highlighted.
Great images that put me in time and place.