receipt scribble

things found in my bag on busted up crinkled pieces of scratch paper and receipts

Saturday, June 18, 2011

that summer smell gets in.
leaks in.
with a tap of your foot to the beat
a nod of your head
accidentally with the rhythm.
a smile
a nostalgic sigh.
18 and barefoot and dancing
like some crazy hippie freak.
there it is.
we found it.
now bring it back.

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