Thursday, November 17, 2011

From the Rock in Fort Tryon (Part II)

party people in the place to be
         you are now in the midst of a real MC
                   throw your hands in the air if you real as me
it was on a rock where she told me do I have to say it aloud and I hadn’t even looked around to question it her smile but I felt the swell within I think I’ve come to a good place I heard and smiled all the while ringing through my head             ‘did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?’ were the sounds of her as we walked down circling my shoe soaked      she scaled the rocky wall with ease I led the way up to the rock wandering around the French turrets her voice distorting my summer her charm her hand on my arm
no
not yet (not not yet)
continuing in words speech people I must meet
communities to break in to
and there it was
the lifting of confusion
leading to
an overwhelming conclusion
           
Oh it’s so simple, I fear.
I want all the world to see we’ve met.

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