04 January 2013

THE SHINNING



i am sitting
in the dust
of the cedar canyon
playground
my dad
is the boss
he probably hasn't ran
since the 60's
i am afraid of being fat
i am not too hot
abt death
i think
oysters are my world
& my gold teeth
will stay in my mouth
today i am tall
or getting to peek
over the tree-tops
i eat my lunch
right out of a nest
you are sitting
on my shoulders
i am taking you over
rain water
will soak my toe
wash my face
let you
touch my skin

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