San Jose MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown


single time

I look to the outside

and think how properly

arranged the cars are and

how the cat might get hit if he

chases one more squirrel across

and how I love the color of elephants

and how the house across the street would

look better in white than blue and how

my skin has too many freckles on it

and why the woman on her porch

won't go inside and why the tall

tree isn't moving even though

the wind is blowing so very

hard and if my mom will

come home on time

I cannot help but

wonder when

the bell is

going to


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