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Splinters & Ice Cream

by jimmy-king

I thought of you today when I noticed the dirt underneath my fingernails And when I felt the wind in my hair as I flew down a hill on my bike And when I stared at the Hocking River again as it gently swirled downstream. When I realized I’d be going to bed early and When I thought about sleeping alone, As I do almost every night. When I decided to go the long way home. When I sat down on a bench, ate a granola bar, and sipped away the rest of my water. When I threw my shovel aside and dug with my hands. When I wiped the sweat from my brow. When I looked at my Aloe Vera plant and realized I hadn’t watered it in a while. When I watered my Aloe Vera plant. When I left the dinner table before the rest of my friends to call my grandma Who once told me that you and I should get married. When I laughed at my own thoughts And when Ani DiFranco came on my Spotify. I don’t exactly know what I mean When I say I thought of you. I don’t know anything exactly, I mean What if the universe jumps erratically through temporal space, And each moment only seems continuous cuz we only remember what came “before” it, as we say? When I say that, when I think about that, I guess I’d call that thinking about you. I thought about you when I thought about Getting ice cream And when I thought I got a splinter, Neither of which Actually happened.
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Apr 5, 2015
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