Saturday, November 17, 2012

Maybe we're all affected in the same way.

Remember
the coffee cup evidence.
Remember when
it mattered
if your mom knew
we snuck out
and walked
all the same places,
only in darkness,
it always felt greater
than daylight.
Remember that time
we tried that shortcut
through that corn field
near that gas station.
And I ran because
you scared me
and you ran to
catch me






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