1983

we were kids

not even ten

when we found

our hideout ina

faded olive

winter-warped

waterlogged

hornet-infested

window cracked

trespass

warning

shack

middle of the pet

cemetery

i had to stop

reading books

late into the night

if i hoped to get up

early enough

to meet you all

there

but i could

not

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