Poem #60

find those gray arches
pass underneath
and become magic
transform into you
crunch orange leaves
in your hands
feel powerful
lift off the ground
letting your shoes
scrape the ground
lean on laundry wires
and knock everything down
drink a foggy potion
it sparkles in your throat
electrifying your body
vigor for people
saying yes to different
jump the fence
scream at the cold
turn it to laughter
finish by falling asleep
on a lumpy couch
that’s not yours
but maybe it could be
for another adventure

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