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Bixi Girl
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Lithe Writing I spread the houses
like a blanket
On the grass
Laying soft against plaid baskets
Off the track
An aimless ribbon of tar and shoes
Trailing behind your summer jeans
In the yard
And I climbed mountains
Clanging footfalls
In the stands
Where I chased the score:
Our idle hands,
Your restless skirt
Laughing, Wiped melted sky
From
My
Lips
The sun, a hopeful cradle
For my head sharing
Chairs
Ice cream
Sunglasses framed in white
A song in one seat in the back of
A car on the way home
On school nights
To your house,
An alabaster chest
Locked with streaming lamplight
Resting on the bottom
Of a starry
Inky
Sea
In the suburbs
They're all just fingers
But these are my own
Running on
Hedgerows
Through the sky
To a Christmas tree city,
Our high school town
And there I was
In the grass forever
A photo on the shelf
Long after I was gone
Here, I am an aquarium
A sprawling tree on your street.
And you are the nightly golden
Eyes of home
