Sunday, May 2, 2010

90

I've always been walking towards a rocket ship
when I walked around my block
past the kids playing kick the can
and guilty consciences walking cars.

But this time, it's ahead of me
and these are the people
who won't move until I return,
though they may have more or less family then.

And I may know something that they don't
enough to wonder the color of their living room rugs
or I may only learn that the universe walls
don't look much closer outside of here.

And the stars look further from your backyard
when you've been really far away.

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