Lately I've been craving potatoes
and God.
An afternoon spent entirely by the pool,
and a summer whose end fuzzes into eternity.
Food that tastes good and new books that take me away.
I've been craving our lost boys
and our lost childhood.
Our lost innocence but
not our lost fear.
I've been craving time and productivity
but I just sit here, wondering when I'm going to do anything about it.
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