In Memory of a Boy

I watch you kick an imaginary ball
Again and
Again
Long, under hot-headed halogens
And for a sudden
I am as you
Unfettered
Unencumbered
Free!
In all the moment

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Where?

Watch her walk there –
Black leather boots
Heels smart on concrete
Then quell, skewer the marshmallow
Soft; willing white
Center
On the metallic pole
But where joy?
Where abandon?
Where more than ritual
duly completed?

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