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I wrote this

Skinned Knees, Endless Summer

Peanut butter tastes like

grade school in autumn

my grandfather's sweater smells

of cinnamon and is the exact shade

of a man staring down an ending

The sun's amnesia made us

forget the existence of winter

and we only understood years

in terms of birthday cake

we laughed at your little brother

when he got stuck in the toddler swing

at the park

we tore off the huge plastic leaves

on my grandmother's decorative tree

and pretended we were birds

funny how even though growing up

when you're that young

is a movie on fast-forward,

we were the ones

least aware of time,

least aware of the

slow-march countdown

to the final sunset

summer's rules:

if you swing high enough

you might fly

and if you run fast enough

you might live forever.

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and this is one of my faaaaaave songs.  emphasis on the a's.