sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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while I swing

trying not to feel too guilty about
failing again
I invited you out to pretend
there wasn't any failure to speak of
at the river we sat and
revelled in beach feet
and I taught you
I taught you how to swing.
"you're a hippy!" you exclaimed.
"a goddamn hippy... I love it!"
I just smile.
I just smile and pretend that when you tell me i'm great
it's really just the wind rushing past my ears
while I swing.

11:55 PM - July 02, 2002

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