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Winnipeg
Every day you drive down my street, through my neighborhood, anticipating the day we'll infinitely meet
I tried to ignore the feelings I've felt since the moment I walked into your convenient store but it ever holds the creative precipice of something more 
You stood less than a foot away while I unconsciously held my nervous breath
You were holding yours too 
If only we knew 
But now we do 
The truth isn't always true 
Nor is it free for you or me 
The wind blew 
Scholastics were very few 
Punished for an era that never grew
Her encyclopedias aren't new 
Faux dictionaries are the fiction of the past in belated mantras that had to last 
Even the fire burns out before it realizes why it was lit 
The fireplace watches faithfully as grandpa snores & grandma knits 
Mom & dad don't babysit when their tireless infants throw a raging fit, left to wonder where they misplaced a generations first aid kit 
Burned their fingers when they forget the oven mitt 
We've been there 
We've done that 
Old news is tucked neatly into older hats
Bootlegs 
Winnipeg
Old age is something you earn for the sake of the wisdom you asked to learn 
Flowers and trees 
Bushes and leaves 
The oldest trick in forbidden words still suffers the plot it deceives
Forgotten? 
Never 
Hidden? 
As rightfully as its bidden 
Good ole darling ridden 
You see the warrior emerging from shame 
You see the fighter with nothing left to blame 
I still don't even know your last name 
But I thank God for you every day because this isn't some highschool football game 
There are no players 
No more cheerleaders to haunt the jocks in old dressing rooms across the parking lot 
They found his body on the rocks bound to a body bag stitched up with old rags, tied with dog tags because some still remember the night they were shot for every secret they carelessly forgot 
Pierce her scarlet letter with new fangled knots until she morphs into something better 
Take your orders 
Draw the margin around the recycle bin's borders 
You know exactly what it takes to win 
Your folly may never be another man's sin 
Dolphins eyelashes seduce that grin from fin to friendly fin 
My love, please let me in 
© Sarah Herring
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