Monday, February 28, 2011

Concrete Poem Assignment

This is the tree that I used to lay under when I was
Younger, and time didn't seem to move as fast. Now every
body seems to always be in a hurry, and never takes the time to
Enjoy the beauties in life. Me and my neighbors used to sit under this
tree every summer day, after biking down to the Subway near our houses
And eat our sandwiches. It was probably the day following one of our trips
That we took part in during the nights. We would sneak out almost every night
during the summer and just walk around. We never feared getting in trouble 'cause
we were never doing anything that bad. Life was a lot more trivial back in those days
though. Back before high school, or college apps. Back before relationships or the
pressures that we would inevitably face in a couple of years. We just walked with
eachother, aimlessly watching the moon. We would always have stories to tell the
next day though. That's part of the reason we met under the tree so often.
We would talk about the car that was probably being driven by a drunk
guy, who could have swerved over and killed us. We'd talk about
how we thought that our parents were awake when we snuck
back into our houses and how they could have killed us.
We always had
that tree, though
and we always
had eachother.
It's sad that we
don't talk much
anymore, but I
am sure that we
will be together
again this year.
We'll have more
stories to tell and
our relationship will
grow again, as we lay
under the tree eating our
Subway sandwiches, and talking.

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