ephemeral
like if you tried to catch in your hand
it would flicker and slip right through
your fingers
lying with the grass
smoothing at your sides
for that last time when you
will be quite so full of freedom
breathe it in
because it will be long before
the weight on your shoulders
is this light
the hot summer streets
i wear my sweater to keep the skeeters off
i wear my sweater to keep the skeezers off
washing it off in
a cool shower
let it run down the drain
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