I need to call Kathy.
I need to find photos.
And put my love into an ‘ad’,
Really, yearbooks are commercialized,
Anymore.

I need to summon
Up someone else,
Oh yeah. Stupid.
We aren’t all one,
We’re everyone.

Ok, then, my past list says,
Does that tickle? Or, scratch?
Maybe I was heading for an epiphany,
Maybe not. Oh man. Stupid, why if you
Can do you shimmy? Maybe as
A heart, you will beat tomorrow,
We all can.

It’s on my list…

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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