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Old Acquaintance - Albert Huffstickler
It was like talking to a dead person.
I heard about people I hadn’t seen
in thirty years
and didn’t care for at the time.
It was like walking through a graveyard
and having a corpse pop out of every hole.
It was like working hard for a hundred
years
then finding out that your life counted
for nothing.
It was like dreaming that you died
then waking to find that you hadn’t
but everyone else had.
first published in Lummox Journal, V. 5,
July 1999, San Pedro CA
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