Where He’d Be Without Her

He’d still be stuck in frozen pizzaville
studying his paystub at a bus stop
under the pitiful gaze of pigeons
instead of standing by a still pond,
marveling at migrations, reflecting on
 sunshine, newly risen over green.

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