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Sunday, March 15, 2026

The Seed...The Flower...The Wilting - aka Random Couplings

A secret party, our friends watching Buckner's muff
our teenage lust, making out in the next room
In your car outside the haunted house
you heart still racing against my chest
You catch the eye of another fool
blonder, taller, popular

Opposite tables in the public library
a glance. a smile. nervous conversation
we collapsed after a breathless workout
I taste your sweat & you taste mine
You go to college, I'm still at home
we don't even pretend to try

You grabbed my butt and said "nice game"
1/2 drunk intramural softball hero

You ask to invite a friend over
I didn't know what you were talking about

So many softball heroes, so little time
You move on to your next conquest


We started talking on the ferry to Ft Sumter
You were restoring a house on the Battery

Laying in the sand on Sullivan's Island
out greatest fear in the world? the sun coming up

I understood that you had to go back
but I couldn't watch you drive away


The first haircut I paid more than $9 for
I closed my eyes as you ran your fingers through

Another haircut 5 weeks later, this time at home
you'd get arrested if you wore that at work

Too much passion. Not enough in common
but we still held on every now and then


Trading drinks at the Rock Bottom Brewery
mourning your marriage, dead four hours
Started in the elevator on the way up to my room
didn't stop until the ride back down
There was nothing left to say or do
No illusions, no promises, no goodbyes


I watched as angels carried you down from heaven
and placed you by my side
every hour, every minute, every second
I thanked God for having you in my life
Your parents sat next to me at your party
If they only knew, they'd hate me even more