Rip Brown Poems

They did not say Mallory fell,
or banged his head on boulders, or
choked on thin air. They said
he disappeared.
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Where did she sleep? Where I do now?
Did we lay together at night, in the same room,
where the two corner windows traded breezes while we dreamed?
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Outside the night
traffic passes at a crawl.
While red tail lights blink.
Inside some sit, some stand,
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It was the poetry group threw me off last night.
I'd strayed too far from it all and it showed.
I loved giving them a piece of my Mexican verse,
But it didn't matter, Viv' was missing.
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