Thinking of you

Frustration takes over
as memories of the bouncing bald man
are interrupted by the reality of employment
And behind the silly laughter of children
sounds the faint echo
of music from the heart
accompanied by a single guitar
and one adoring fan
Camping under trees
that block the stars
I should be seeing
with you
Any hint of concentration
shattered with a swift blow
of loneliness
and longing for just another hour
of twelve year old crushes

7/08/02

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