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Date Posted: 01:01:37 04/11/01 Wed
Author: ____
Subject: ?

there's nothing like puttin
on my faded blue jeans
with that stain on the knee
from the time we slid
on your front lawn.
and i can still smell
the grass you so
carelessly stuffed in
my pocket as you rolled
by, hands over your head.
and we stumbled upon
the flashing neon signs
of the bad part of town
we were always warned against.
stopped us in mid-laugh,
and you ducked your head
behind my sharp shoulder
and peeked through my
tangled head.
and as it glared at us,
i knew it burned you.
as we walked away,
distant, you didn’t look
my way. and then that night,
you still didn’t look my way.
but the next day we played
in the field, though now there
was an invisible line forcing
us to keep some distance.
once you ran and glanced
over the fence they put
up the other night.
to block the sinners
was the explanation
given to our inquiring eyes.
separation from
all those evil things.
and you knelt down
and shoved your tiny
wrist under the wire.
pulled out a long red ribbon.
you gave it to me and
i placed it in my shoe.
now it rests
on my lowest shelf.
the dust collector.
every now and then i
stoop over to glance at
it and risk sneezing.
but just when i want
to remember my
venture towards the red devil.
i have his noose as my proof.

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