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like ducks

perched

in the

lagoon

we

wait

for the

ice

to

thaw.

with a

cavalier scowl

and a

worn

leather-bound,

you curse

the kindles

for

massacring

the books

and lament

the coup of

ear buds

over

record players

and mourn

the love

lost

by letters

never sent

trapped

in cyberspace.

your

indignation

was my

bohemian

rhapsody

and

winter

was

almost

as bitter

as

you.

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