In the early twilight, but those of deer
watch, as your body lies still amongst the green
algae infested swamps. That sparkle in your eye
no longer glimmers beneath glazed pupils.
Being high was your only get away.
Boys always lie when they speak of forever
And girls shouldn't trust what they fully don't know.
This is a forbidden place that you can only touch now.
Summer nights of loneliness, around fires,
And picnics tables and in tents haunt my dreams.
If only forever had not faded so quickly.
Sorry, this land is not farmable for your vegetables
and herbs. You can no longer enjoy your love of cooking.
And I, no longer enjoy the importance of wooden spoons.
So there you lay in the greens of Pennsylvania,
bypassed by campers, park ranges and night owls.
But your soul is no longer trapped by Earthly growth.
This was extraordinary!!!
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