floating feet above ground

that summer went on on

& nothing could go wrong

I had a place to live

the funds were coming in

&

I had you

we were walking feet above ground

floating through evenings

nights

I don’t remember eating

I do remember drinking with friends

or out in the fields

summer storms staring out to sea

& now that summer

is long gone

as have you

I can’t remember how we met

or how we let all of that go

but I hear the music on the radio

from some car passing in the street

takes me back to those times

meeting up with you

summer evenings gone

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