Today, I dropped them off at school,
And later today, their picture makes me
look for them--a limp forerunner of our future
On Facebook,
it's people swearing (like with &%$# words)
how unbelievably big they've gotten
It's people remembering the 17-year-old
as a two-year-old clutching my hand
by the elevators
I want to lie down in the middle of my office,
close my eyes, and try to remember for myself
the years that are now ghosts
I swear they're the same from day-to-day
nevermind the stranger interpretations
my camera conjectures from year to year
*
And later today, their picture makes me
look for them--a limp forerunner of our future
On Facebook,
it's people swearing (like with &%$# words)
how unbelievably big they've gotten
It's people remembering the 17-year-old
as a two-year-old clutching my hand
by the elevators
I want to lie down in the middle of my office,
close my eyes, and try to remember for myself
the years that are now ghosts
I swear they're the same from day-to-day
nevermind the stranger interpretations
my camera conjectures from year to year
*
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