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SeptPoWriMo 17

When I hear the score to the musical 
I think of when I first listened to it
on a library record player my
first year of college it was not homework
for I had no idea where home might be
I might have been avoiding my roommate
(algorithms would have chosen better)
just a young kid I was with too long hair
wondering what the songs would sound like
in a phase of life I had not known yet
neither single nor yet getting married
but following all the chords and the rhymes
flowing so fast before they could arrive
lacking company for being alive

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher