little pink houses
I saw you coming out of church
on a sunday no less
which kind of blew my mind
but who am I to say
what is jaw-dropping
and what is not
your son knew mine
once upon a peaceful time
but now neither know one another
at least not on a plane
that either of us are aware
we were never really friends
but now we are complete strangers
living in a city I always said
was nothing but a small town
dying to be be something it is not
may two thousand seventeen
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