poem about dave
- Lillian T
- Oct 28
- 1 min read
everywhere by here
at night when i am
drunk or tired
he sits on my lap
later i slip into bed
& he howls in the valley
from the belly of a coyote
while i listen i practice
learning to be happy
that i know him at all
the more he howls
the clearer it is
he is everywhere but here
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