I had you
right where I knew you wanted to be
I took pride in that moment when I realized
you were comfortable in your place with me
and then suddenly
you slipped through my fingers
and before I knew what had happened
it was too late, you were gone
I guess I'll never know why
The Universe expects me to be
in some continual state of mourning
over brown-eyed girls with that name
In memoriam of Lucy Leitner
January 2015
Ken Owen Van Niddy Press January 2015
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