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that, someone told me,
"Betty said to give" to me.

How could I know that Both you
and Pinot Chardonnay would disappear
into an unanswered question in my life.

Squatting down on a split
and nearly rotted Redwood tie
squinting into the heat waves
rising from the sun drenched rock
I can see you sitting
on the curb beside me
25 years ago -
that eternal laugh in your eye
and a question in mine
that I never thought to ask

May(?) 1994