Disembark
OāHareās a smoke and Iād call it my ālast,ā āTil āmorrow and tempestās resort.
And
OāHareās near aāhum When I create my first pool, concoct tears
And
Come the wish his old soul had beckoned.
OāHare, I remember ā8ā and not-so-happily, Whereafter, thenafter, thereafter; So oh well, oh swell, oh hell,
Come the wish Iād earned when you left.
And
OāHareās, now a eulogy over phones, Ignored sentiments and āgoodbye dads.ā
And
OāHareās still that smoke, so āgood, good, and good-bye,ā ātil āmorrow and answered granite.
Ā Ā Ā Ā - L.C.
















