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Your orange hoodie

Your orange hoodie

by s.m.g.


You left your orange hoodie on the black bar stool

pumpkin at night suspended in time forgotten

the next day they had it there for you

carved and with the smell of a blown out wick

3 days later, you left your orange hoodie in the black booth

sweet potato soaking in A1 sauce

and the next day they had it there for you

as good as pie

2 days later, you left your orange hoodie in the black swivel chair

tiger roaming the night

and the next day I had it there for you

as the hoodie that wouldn't get away

you, my love





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