Ah, The One By Which All Others Are Measured— Poem by Lorene Kinsey
Ah, The One By Which All Others Are Measured—
Ah, the one by which all others are measured—
Took him by his hand out into the world
as he clutched the door frame. It took that,
being dragged before he smiled,
promised to go willingly if I’d let him retrieve his hat.
Instantly my best friend in our sloppy, confused inexperience,
source of so many special memories from religious fights
to the plotted loss of my virginity.
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