Saturday, August 11, 2012

Revisiting Neosho Street


Revisiting Neosho Street

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“how the world
can’t keep up with
our dreams…”
—William Stafford, “Living
on the Plains,” The Darkness
Around Us Is Deep
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Those Machiavellian moments—
When the world leans in on you
When you’re young and don’t
Understand the Human Heart…

When the Love that created you—
Suddenly doesn’t exist anymore
And your Mother has a couple of
Black eyes for telling Lies…
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When your father beats her up—
Really bad there in that duplex
On Neosho Street because she’d
Been lonely and wanted out…

Sick of being married to him—
Hating the military life and
Wanting to try again to be
Happy while still young   
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Twelve years was enough—
Three kids later and she’d
Had it with her marriage
Of convenience gone sour

Her parents worried that—
She’d be like her mother
Who gave her up at the
Willows Home for adoption
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Surely an early marriage—
And kids would tie her
Down to a nice family
Life of responsibility

It lasted beyond the—
Usual normal Seven
Year Itch but then it
Was time for a change



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