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The last part is the Best.



Running through grass

hopping through sprinklers naked.

sledding and running into trees and getting bruises

they are gone.



Activism

drudgery

conforming

norms, trends and boy and girlfriends.



Why?



I am not inspired to write anything

profound.

Why should I?



You look funny at the poem and say

"He isn't being profound I will not give him the courtesy of

finishing reading the poem."

Why?



Letters and images all mean too much

I am judged by the poetry I write.

But perhaps I should be judged for what I get published.

Why?





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