A young couple approached me
They said they’d trade me a tiny wrench for a poem
But only
If my poem was worth it
I said
My poetry is worth much much less than that
But for you two
I’d trade anything
As long
As you two souls
Stay afloat
In this abyss
We call a life
I wrote something
About them being Romeo and Juliet
Poison
And the abyss
I still have the wrench
And for some reason
I am proud to have earned it
It even came with a tiny case.
They seemed so young and happy
And
I miss those days.
-C.H.