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      March 3, 2013ShouldersG. Emil Reutter

      for Moose

      it was a decade ago, he was my friend
      and I his. lives in shambles we traveled
      from bar to bar drinking shots and pints
      always surrounded by friends and girls
      as the nights traveled into morning. As
      our cash flow depleted so did the friends
      and girls. We left as we came, alone,
      stumbled to the nearest diner.

      it was a decade ago, he was my friend
      and I his. the monkey climbed on his
      back as loneliness hunkered down on
      my shoulders. both in a place never
      anticipated or craved. I have only
      seen him twice as the loneliness lifted
      from my shoulders I am hopeful he has
      shoved the monkey off his back.

      from #37 - Summer 2012