By Erin Bedesem
Natives walk, knowing
God put the show there,
Some truth to that?
Criss-crossing,
I might actually be in a parade
A masquerade?
Fun and colorful
No longer connected,
No longer possessing it.
Children to stay out of the road,
Artificially afloat,
People struggling.
A man who used to say,
“A broken heart killed Bob Dylan”.
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