We walked to the lake where we heard there would
be live music maybe a crowd people
assembled or scattered or not breathing
close to each other uncomfortably
or not we stayed to listen to a song
we knew from the nineties something about
love me something about fool me something
about not caring about anything
too facile to say we forgot about
statues taken down in another part
of the state we are not yet accustomed
to say we live in without personal
experience it all seems too abstract
suddenly there’s too much to be exact
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Joshua Keiter 