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Mar 2020
Are you afraid
It will take you
Where you cannot go?
Surely in your mind
You paint it black.
Did it tank
In the middle of the suite?
Throw in the towel
When no one's watching?
I bet it swung out
On the laundry line
Before your old man
Woke to bakery trucks
And all night drunks
Sharing the same place
On the page where
No one shops anymore,
And they moved from the
Neighborhood 30 years ago.
And its never 1973,
But sometimes you think
You see it In a moon
Whisking white clouds
Above your window.
Written by
TJ Struska
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