Zach


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Standby

Normal day Sun shines down animals awake Driving from place to place School Classes seem long but ordinary Jumping into the car to be free again Knowing every gear with precision Odometer ready for anything Not knowing it would never again Hit 148 again RPMs what are those Crack Snap Crush Flying was not for cars Oil seeping through the cracked ground Paint covered polls White which were green Going Home Unsure of the damage Stumbling out of the house Tripping over thoughts It wasn’t a normal day

Model

Scare! Scare! You over there.

Where? Where? Don’t you dare.

Run! Run! You’re no fun.

So! So! Just go with the flow. I’m not like you You’re too low.

Fine! Fine! Go whine. Big baby Only nine.

Dream Poem

With eyes open wide Things seen might be tangible

Instead imaginary Or the girl sitting across the room

While you’re sitting there pondering The teacher calls your name

Not knowing if you should leave the dream You play it off with “Yeah?”

What’s the answer to question 3 ….. play dumb and she’ll call on someone else

It’s election… Nodding resting your head

Back to going on a midnight kiss One that you’ll never forget

3rd Grade

Footprints small as paws Hands delicate as glass Knees covered in gauze Kids going to class

Playground covered with screams Out stretched hands hitting backs Children having dreams Playing with snacks

I want to be an astronaut I want to fight fire Bell sounds going back to the cot Teachers on the wire

Time for a nap Eyes open wide now

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