Dawn of a new age
Her nose crinkles when she laughs
Witch’s nose
Not at all reflective
Of how she really is
Grammy Tessie and Subway subs
Our lives seem to revolve around food
And Bob Howard
Lollipops, Tweedledee and Tweedledum
She, of course, dee
Sharing one brain
Twins, sharing everything but blood
Best friends, joined at the soul
“Where is she?”
“Probably woke up low.”
Always high
Needles, drugs, Charlie Parsons
The nicest man she ever knew
Big cars, huge cars, burning, falling apart
Lots of duct tape, lots of cruising around
Windows down, laughing
It hasn’t even been two years
Since we met
But we’re addicted
To each other, to the laughter
Life is never the same
When we’re apart
And I’m a better person
For being her other half