White grass, sun through fog
clear and green along the edges
and I have so much love
inside just waiting. You say
Tomorrow you can have me
and How could I not want you, you say
Elephants are grand in Bali
teak tik kiki kaykay Kayla, then we
get Chinese from the new place, eat
from boxes under streetlights.
As we take the final corner I see
kids flash us the peace sign.
2011
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