Friday, March 22, 2013

So Activity

A familiar name
across the radio
said by a familiar voice
quite national
while gazing
thinking
oil change reminder--
hanging there
above the road
it all clicks into place
or nearly appears so
with darkening skies
the warm pond crowded
where a man named Will
introduced himself and said
he didn't get my name. I said
that was OK I was swimming
looking at the trees above
to find my way along the edge
to not get lost
in the back and forth.

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