©LynCrain

My Brilliant Friend
wound
A Spool of Blue Thread
In The Little Paris Bookstore
For a man Called Ore.
He gave it to
The One With You
The Luckiest Girl Alive.
They had
The Milk and Honey
while we watched
The Murder House
In a Dark, Dark Wood Room
I remember when he
went to the other
One with You
and
The Boys in the Boat
acted like
The New Jim Crow
when
Alexander Hamilton
entered.
The Power of Habit
from their
Barbarian Days
rattled a
Dead Wake
to
Quiet,
oh the SILENCE
spoke more
than any title
could to me.