HE 2 Poem by Max Temmerman
HE 2
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Intolerable I was,
you honestly have no idea.
Later, we lived together in a house
in which we shared small rooms.
The years ran their course,
as faded as the clothes
he let slide off his
angular body.
One shoulder raised,
I can still see him standing there.
Field-god. Herald.
Patron saint of travellers.
We lived on the frayed edge
of an Antwerp suburb.
Thursday, March 7, 2019
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5/6/2026 8:31:32 PM # 1.0.0
A well expressed thoughts and feelings. Thanks for sharing.