Saturday, April 9, 2011

from where I am

listening to the music that we liked
with the school on the other side
and the kids
would come home
with our friends on the outside
in some other place somewhere else

but I was good here.
in the shade, licked up
where I had it made.

I would bring toxic drinks down to the pool
and no one knew.

How big this world is, now that it's no longer quite all mine

I have this kind of thing about me
that doesn't feel quite at home without deck-chairs
and the sun in my ears
again -
nodding off
feeling very far from where I am now


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