shouldn’t
i have forgotten?
by now?
you borrowed a piece
of my heart —
we were
finishing college
we had one year to go
you left that summer
for a job at a national park
U never returned / / /
i’m here
waiting
still waiting
forever waiting
for your return
please return
to Bowling Green
with the piece of my heart
we
can
begin
where we left off
(Jim Wortham, April 8, 2023)