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State Park

set the scene
blanket and beer

your striking
good looks helped,
but you were
too – fast, hard to resist

we made up words
to sing, as you
strummed your guitar
I shook
the blanket free
of bugs –

all you really wanted
was sex – sex – I wanted
to sing – create

I began my best song
you wanted bare legs
on a blanket

under an evergreen
sharp needles fell
pinching skin

laid the guitar
on grass
skin scratched
bruised in the park

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