walk down the center of the road
on an electric April day
pass your bag
through the window of a yellow bus
know you’ll see it again
in twenty-six miles
now stop thinking about that
and consider
that you’ll be a different person
at your reunion
know you’ll see it again
in twenty-six miles
now stop thinking about that
and consider
that you’ll be a different person
at your reunion
feel the sun on your back
notice the breeze
hear the music
see the crowd
taste the air
smell the sausage cooking
on the village green
evoking something
between hunger and nausea
take it in,
all of it:
the sun
matters
the breeze
matters
the crowd
matters
the air
matters
your hunger
matters
the sun
matters
the breeze
matters
the crowd
matters
the air
matters
your hunger
matters
now enter the corral
to pace in circles
with the other caged animals
all breathing, sweating,
pissing, shitting
pulsing with energy
smell the humanity
sweet and sour
take your place
in the human race
in the human race
think not of the pain
and wait
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