Is it bad that I envisioned fireworks and bright eyes?
on a cool, summer night,
with the world falling down around us
because SOMEHOW we misplaced the map?
Please don't try and explain to me the INTRICACIES
of SANITY and HAPPINESS
because
these are not things I wish to keep,
nor do they in
any way prevent me from
forgetting these
troubled times.
Because those were the days
when the money in our pockets could not BUY,
could not even AFFORD
a moment or two
OR THREE OR FOUR...
which are now lost,
tossed out the rear window
for someone else to find.
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