Mama, it’s too dark at
12 in the afternoon—
Elvis says he wants you.
Elvis, he says he needs you, says he loves you;
but not as goddamned badly as I do.
In this midnight daylight I feel five years old,
wondering why I can’t have you back.
I asked pretty please with sugar on top.
I promised I’d be good if you’d just wake up.
But you stay sleeping, and Elvis stays singing
the stupid fucking songs that he didn’t even write.
He’s gonna stick like glue,
because he’s stuck on you.
I’m stuck on you, too. Stuck on summers spent
in Tawas, when you wore permed hair and
smelled like Moore cigarettes. I’m stuck on
your smile, and your eyes squinted in the face of the sun.
I’m stuck on the way you would pronounce my name—
a mispronunciation most ironic.
I’m stuck on your expressions, and mannerisms.
I’m stuck on the sound of your laughter when you laughed
when you knew you not ought to.
I’m stuck on the absence of you.
And I’m lonesome tonight.
Achingly sad.
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I have no words. You have them all.
And I’m sorry for your loss.
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Thank you so much.
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Beautifully written 😄😄
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Thank you 🙂
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I had no idea… I’m shocked to see this and I’m sorry for loss. x
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I hug you, Kindra. 🙂 I’m sorry.
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You poor dear heart
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❤❤❤
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Thank you, Devereaux!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I feel your loss, as it seems like just yesterday I got the call about my dad. I wish there was some comfort I might give you, but all I can say is that you’re not alone and that I’m sending positive thoughts your way.
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I’m sorry for your loss, Erich. Thank you for your thoughts. I’m sending you good vibes. ❤
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Sending you my love ❤
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❤❤❤ I feel it, thank you!
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Kindra M. Austin
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Heartbreakingly beautiful.
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“I’m stuck on you, too. Stuck on summers spent
in Tawas, when you wore permed hair and
smelled like Moore cigarettes. I’m stuck on
your smile, and your eyes squinted in the face of the sun.”
❤ Wish I could take away the pain.
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❤ Knowing you love me is a comfort.
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Stunningly beautiful! 😃❤
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Thank you, Walt ❤
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You’re very welcome 😃❤
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Oh the heartache. I so feel for you my friend.💔💜
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Beautiful but hard to read ❤️
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Thank you, Braeden. ❤
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Welcome
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Hate those like buttons at times like these…as much as I adore your expression
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Beautiful stuff K
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❤ Thank you
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“There must be lights burning brighter
somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky
more blue
If I can dream of a better land..
Deep in my heart there’s a trembling
question
Still I am sure that the answer’s
gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there’s a
beckoning candle”
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Wonderfully poignant! ( Big Hugs )
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I wish I could find a way to take away the pain. But if you do find a moment to close your eyes, Lady Kindra, I hope you sleep well. All my best. ❤
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Thank you, Sir Eric. I wish you a good night. ❤
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Came back to read this again. Thinking about you today!!!! ❤
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You’re so sweet. Thank you 💕💕
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Always, Lady! 💗
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