I Almost Said Hello:

Two years past,
I said hello.
Forming friends,
familiar faith.
I called you brother.
Yet, that
one mistake eviscerated.

Two years now,
I almost said hello.
Foreign faces,
Frantic fears.
Instead,
another pulled weed.
One thousand for today.

Left to wonder.

Luv,
Clay

(So then. Probably a horrible poem, but all I can think to write. That and I think the strange library folk are eyeing my computer . . . I'm going to go find Meghan and pester her. MUAHAHAHA.)