Listening to things in stereo
with four speakers
instead of two
while my quadraphonic
philosophical
thoughts
simmer
and the light in
my head
shimmers
we sat under
the green
shade
i remember your thoughts
and bubble gum
lips
there was no past so we
never looked
back
we just stared straight ahead
looking into the
future
and i remember thinking
there's going to be
a poem
there
