Jayson Iwen: 1.4.3

You might dream of a poolside party Where you bump into an old classmate

You thought had died years before    With whom you’d never spoken

Our military was so strong   It would break its own neck

She said                        I’ll be in the last room on the left


And left                                You might wake to find the baby

Sitting up in the dark           Staring at a shape in the moonlight

Why did you never come to me    It says

You might have found me   The high and holy center of the Earth

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