the last

the last time we ever spoke

there in the street

she was pushing her baby along

fumbling I said hello

as the last time before that

had not been kind & I wanted to say

pleased you’ve moved on

doing better things

instead said

hope your life is ok now

she smiled I’m ok

uncomfortable on her feet

yeah me too I offered & walked on

though the truth of that exchange

is I did not leave her by the river

carried her all this way until today

but maybe now is the last time

I can let her go

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