All 2 Real

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Nothing exists in a vacuum,

Except for eternity,

and yesterday,

And the seconds between

Diapering the mannequin

when you’re still peeking

Around the corner of adulthood,

and
the point where


So much depends

Upon plastic peaches

Dazed by quantum leaps

of faith that slingshot

Every breathable moment



from right now

to right then.



When and where the whole world whimpers.



You,
exasperated, and out of air,

Saw yourself living it all

Before
during
and
after
She first pedaled
on her own.
Oh,
by the way,
back.
There's no going

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Categories April Poems, Year/Topic