Friday, July 5, 2013


I found your glove the other day
Lying in the salle
Still shaped to your hand
Looking like you
Just laid down your foil
Went to take a drink

A year ago
In Anaheim
I heard the news
Had to leave the room and walk
Trying to outpace time
And truth

Found myself beside the strip
Cheering on the guys as they teamed up to
Battle other veteran blades
Proving bravery is not sole province
Of the young

It felt funny, cheering
While I mourned
But proper

This year, standing on the podium
I wished I'd brought your glove

I miss you 

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