“Memory Lane”

funny how the strangest

things can jar loose

a memory, prying it

from deep within some

hidden part of the

mind, a cold clear night

taking me back to

other cold clear nights

where i was younger

and more foolish and

sometimes in love, the

kind of nights that

are perfect for forty

ounces and skateboarding

and all sorts of

youthful craziness

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