Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas

The most important part

The point where you are, is simply and finally getting to it
as we are twelve, in midsummer without a street-light curfew

Here my fake Sting-Ray© bicycle gleamed purple madness
and was warmed in morning by the smell of porch geraniums

Always in dusty sidewalk hopes of seeing my initials next to yours
scrawled desperately in an additive symbolic chalkwise fashion

Then my knees were bony, dusty and new, with every cut and scar
showing through the worn fabric of my Tide-fresh jeans
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