December 8, 1972 Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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Untitled VI

When you were two
Not much you could do
But now you're eighteen...

Not so long agoit was John who wanted your heart
But you thought he only wanted it
So he could throw it in the mud

Then I remember that talk about Brian
"Brian walked me to class."
"Brian sits next to me."
"Brian..."

Now it's different
Now it's real
Now it's Ron

1972

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