Sunday, July 29, 2012




When I was a boy
anything could become
something... 
anything
I wanted it to be...
not just wanted 
but needed
the world to be
another thing
sometimes. 
For a time...


Only
Not forever.
Change is

what? 
I
all the time
stay.
I
remain.
Squash was just squash
to my Mother...
nothing more than
dinner.






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