Ignorance
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Nights those Jesus bugs skimmed creek’s surface
my bare feet glimmering like risen again I’d snuck
past date palms & horse corrals graveyard
trilling beyond highway & the boys & their shining
bodies I’d brought my own carried it
with me only newer sticky
summer air & white flies circling streetlamps
what bliss was mine those moments before
glistening rocks before shivering water & wet
with what could’ve loved me could’ve hovered me home
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