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imagined daughter
it is hard for me to adhere to who i am becoming
most of the time i see the world as my adventure
the ocean my solace
the wind for me to taste
inside the school the air is hot and heavy from the over pumped heater
even in the midst of their priceless smiles i am imagining
flying
a laugh shooting like from an air soft gun in glee
our parents want us to be successful
which means having a house and eating well taking care of others it means
well
it means
making money
and i think
money isn't everything
(money over everything money on my mind)
its not enough
i want exploding breaths
i want hushed whispers in my lovers ear
i want the night to watch the night pass
to stroke markers down the sides of buildings
to run in the grass and talk about the stars
i cannot talk about the stars if i am asleep every night
dreaming nightmares about missing work the next day
my little love
if you want to escape the grind and go sit on berkeley streets to play guitar
if you want to skip steps of life, do them out of order
live in an apartment too long
avoid your laundry for the beach
snap that shot back put the paper on your tongue
and watch the cloud gods emerge from the sky
put your friends first
stay in one place or roam the world
i would disguise my understanding in frowns
but i would,
understand
