do you remember years ago
when we set out lemonaid
and sat hunched over slintering wood
listening for the sound of cars.
ears perked up like puppies.
getting thirsty we would drink
straight from the pitcher
and when it spilled down our shirts we would just
brush it off
as if it just went away.
and do you remember the excitement when
we made seven dollars.
just enough for a day at the pool,
and a sweettart sucker each.
so with pink beachtowls and
bathing suits tightly fitting our
unformed bodies
your Mom dropped us off at the front
and parked the car in the shade
so she could read while we swam.
we'd throw down our things
automatically in the
first open space
and hop accross hot black top
to the side of the pool.
dipping our toes in we declared the water
to be
too cold.
and so together we danced around on hot
pavement until it was unbearable
then on the count of three
we jumped in holding hands.
making funny faces to eachother
underwater
and holding our breath
we were exausted after one hour
and so we'd walk to the consession stand
pay for our suckers
go wrap ourselves in our towls
and walk contently to your minivan
hair still dripping wet
and we'd climb in, waking your mom
who fell asleep with her book,
and ride home smiling at eachother
in the backseat.
1:54 am - 01.07.03
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