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I’m laughing to think of
All the days we spent,
Travelers lodged for the night,
Greeting each other to sleep;
I’m laughing to think of
All that we’ve come from
To be here, about to be three
Or more– I’m laughing to think of
How these nerves line skin and shrink
At thought of you, just like they did
When we were young and dumb and
Had so much more to come– I’m
Laughing to think of who you were to me
Before we could be, and who I was
To you, PissAnt, before we could be–
I’m laughing to think of
How my cheeks squeeze these eyes to bleed
Tears they know will dry on gleaming smile,
Waiting for yours to show itself and then we
Can be these, we three or more, and laugh
To ourselves for all to see.