Corn Bags Poem by Logan Arnold
Corn Bags
The smell of corn bags will
Always remind me of you.
We would jog to seem modern or
Just tour around campus and city bridges driven by
Conversation and company until we were exhausted.
And we would come home and
You would warm you bag after making love or
To relax and read.
The smell of corn bags will
Always remind me of you because
You are not around anymore.
I found someone new
Someone modern.
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