sometimes no
thought
and then it won’t
stop
thinking about
different
people leading
somewhat similar
lives but they
wouldn’t know
never would
have thought it
classroom
buzzing
teenage
conversation saturates
the air all
around
and he
remembers
maybe not as
obvious as
the pinball
king who got caught
front of the
class
then gone
always wondered
then wondering
stopped
at the
blackthorne
couple nights
back
headstands on
the floor
like some yogi
clown
caught up in
the tower alone
but looking
down from the porch
everything
looks calm…
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