Newness
People are always a trade-off these days
It’s rudeness for being cool
and sometimes I want newness
His face starts to blend
with others in my memory
Not mentally at hand
like he used to be
Laying in the sun I start to feel
that heat on my back and I like it
reminds me of the beach
but open eyes showing
I’m only in the backyard
As trees replace sand
and grass replaces all kinds of waves
It’s the oceans of thought
that don’t stop for anything
and all I want is that newness
to distract me.
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