Monday, May 11, 2009

a poem about a boy i met in april on his 17th birthday

O Emmanuel
You are no April Fool
Meet me by the railroad tracks
on a Wednesday after school

Call out names you do not know
Come peer through the chain link fence
Take ladybugs from my fingers
and come to know me thence

Tear a page out from my sketchbook
Sharpie the likeness of your face
Promise you spray paintings of
robots from outer space

You have everything ahead of you
As the sun sets you walk home
Who knows if you'll remember me
Who knows who you'll become

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