never said goodbye to your son
and now you
with all the distances
that living
each of our lives
creates we seldom
see how far one ocean
is from the other
because it is a real space
unlike the kinds
I have created in time
and place
(forgive me for not
being graceful here
but I miss the hell
out of you guys)
In Memory of Bruce Schroeder
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