Will I See You In September?
Unfurled t-shirts, happy in June!
You might step out into a crisp morning,
You might be simply walking up the street
& you might smile all the time. You might smile
You might touch your own ear three days later
you might remember there are things you can’t
You might not want to sleep but you might.You might forget. You might forget.
Someone said azalea
don’t make me choose they’re both so
the otherwise brightest bulb—
& the expected all thwarted. Someone
find other ways to plug in,
around them. Someone said
lily. Someone else said if we admit
Isn’t it easier to believe
I’m not really hungry
Then someone said azalea. That’s the floweryou have pinned to your chest.
Copyright 2009, Nate Pritts
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