Friday, 28 July 2023

Universitas

Two decades of rain have
washed over the sandstone quad where
we searched for meaning in stars together

With teenage intensity of the soul
you talked of novels and fllms
and I tried to take it all in

In culture, girls (and bohemian vices), you were far ahead
where you had wit, I had pathos and burlesque
but we shuddered together at the thought of death

Björk danced in the dark
and I cried, stepping into the light
if only friendship could be mended

Like the tyres on a bike.

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