Almost Gone
my heart is longing
for a trip to the beach
a long afternoon in my chair
hot sun
waves drowning voices
running with Redd in the waves
jealousy chokes me hot
and hard under my heart
people going for the weekend
I can never get away
its work, or its work, or maybe
work
opportunities of youth are long gone
swallowed up in responsibility
and now summer
is almost
gone
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