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[title] => Fabled Creature
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[bodytext] => Fabled Creature Red soles hit left and right Each foot leaving the pavement Sends a new signal to register With the iris in the middle of those little white spheres In our heads. In turn The leg sets down On the wet black top Leaving behind La otra calle The six packs of “soda” would come strolling by Red and blue lights Was the sirens cry Those nights atop the garages Those nights between the bushes People chasing And hands tagging Time elapsing And still no action yet Load that cap gun Draw that plastic sword The yellow eyes Watching the scene play out Melt against the alley background To be street lamps once again. Merciless innocence Why should the story end? I would chase you to the end of my breath. I would stand outside and let the rain come down Until you opened that door. I will walk into a room and walk by again Until you notice me. If I’ve said it once then I’ll say it again Hi. I just want to be a boy again. Sitting down in the chair Women behind desks Kids scratching out graphite Then passing up their tests Phones ringing While I’m sitting Lunch trays Checker the lunch tables And the clock breaks again Light up the stairs With a colorful song Knowing that I’m late again Time to conform Silhouetted against the form The bell has just rung Time for a still frame Outside in the foyer The faces In front of the cases Load onto the camera Hit the pavement with momentum Back pack slinging People bringing Fight. Uniforms flying Relentless sighing Never Is it better yet? Sun down in second lot Closes out another day And closes out the last deal We’ve got to get away from this place I would chase you to the end of my breath I would stand outside and let the rain come down Until you opened that door. I will walk into a room and walk by again Until you notice me. If I’ve said it once I’ll say it again Hi. I just want to be a boy again. All that Is good enough for some But something is missing here Introspection A bad connection I am not happy here Am I part of the cure Or part of the disease Someone tell me what team I’m on please Strip me of my maturity Then throw away the suit and tie Take in the essence of innocence I can’t find it But maybe I did Something is familiar here You bring new light To shed on new things Is this what I’m waiting for? Yeah This is what I’m waiting for. Through those green eyes The image of the moment thrives And in that light The memory comes alive In the clear blue night sky From the clear blue night sky I would chase you to the end of my breath I would stand outside and let the rain come down Until you opened that door. I would walk into a room and walk by again Until you noticed me. If I’ve said it once I’ll say it again Hi. You make me feel like a boy again. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 14 [informant] => Ell [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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