He had this dark blue
cat scratched leather couch,
a way with words, a statue
with at least 3 grams of hash
stashed inside it at all times,
a slew of unbelievable stories,
an amazing sound system,
a propensity to order way too much
Chinese food, a short fuse,
every pawnshop in mind,
every cop in sight, an airplane
made out of Pepsi cans,
a photograph of me and my brother Gabe
on his wall unit, a painting he painted,
the telephone number
of his favorite High school teacher
underlined twice, a girlfriend
he loved, an orange cat,
a basement apartment.
He had a childhood,
teenage years and very little
adult life.
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