1.
when i was 16 and felt lonely and sad
and lay awake listening to the grateful dead on headphones
- the black pine branches waving, the
lawn glowing with moonlight behind them -
there was a quick joy in it.
2.
a tiny speck jumps from spot to spot
on the wall hit by lamp light
distracted, i push my finger down on it
close up, its a beautiful neon-green bug
3.
the smooth skinned
tumble by the rolling pin
and they don't have to think
about what i'm thinking about
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