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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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pausing to remember


as we passed the candy shop
on washington street
I smelled a bit of wintergreen

and stopped. because it was you
talking to me about baseball
when you were a boy

your nightstand drawer slightly opened
and me on the mat in an old
green coleman sleeping bag beside your bed
twenty years ago

five years after you said
I wouldn't want to sleep there anymore.
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