Tuesday, May 15, 2012

New Jersey

“It’s time to help.”
Like a bath in chocolate syrup.
And as bright as lemons.
With no stacked absences.
And no tired glances.

With concrete waiting for my feet
And all the strangers I could meet
And no eternal last defeat
A life like brazen gold.

Answers come to those who wait
They come upon a silver plate
I’ll love the things that I should hate
And live before I’m old.

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