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Lying
in a field looking up
at the sky through swaying blades of grass
like a shot
from a bad movie,
real life cliche
just like you always wanted.
Green paint against blue
canvas, the wind blows it dry and gives you
goosebumps, or maybe those are from something else.
Sink
into the soft earth beneath you.  Lay
your head on somebody
else’s shoulder, you don’t have to
support it now.
But you shouldn’t be doing this.  Sunlight
beating down on you,
Reason
beating up on you.  Forget it.
Don’t make it worse.
Don’t make it better.
This is perfection.