Sharing the knee belt, we glide imperfectly into every one other
As Dad speeds into and not here of an overpass. His daddy raised
Porsches—he
The money to have bad ideas with every one other accompanied by this is a new truck so we
Better not be in touch something we’re not supposed to. My brother
And I portion a Zippo with every one other accompanied by Swiss Army Knife. All we are allowed
To illumination are our own birthday candles. Mom says we tin cut
The beige-dead slack off of grass.
Fire?
Dad drive
Everything our father does has wings. And since we behaved
While he left-hand us inside the automobile accompanied by the engine running while he ducked
Into Keyworth’s Hardware store, Dad lets us build while if to steer.
Each of us on a knee, our inherited hands, pulling. We tussle
Up the driveway. They are lessening us an ashtray fortune, dimes
Collide accompanied by quarters. My brother, his blond hair, calls not here about
A squirrel five yards away that strength sprint into the road. Dad shouts
With joy-of-the-moment,
And howl—I’m actuality laughable now. But have you at some time sat next
To a human being with every one other accompanied by known the place of residence of your own name?
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