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hopscotch
little prince
with just enough fire
to cast out of step shadows
and enough need to
remove the need to
move

rain and trees not yet in
bloom but on the cusp of
it

the park flooded and a
creak in the neck
from
looking to the sky

well your feet
stick to the gravel
not moving
that’s just a hummingbird
coming down for you

honey
that’s just a hummingbird
coming down for you