An oldie but a goodie…I always remember this poem this time of year.
Impending Summer causes
State dependent memories to invade my mind
Nostalgia triggered by a combination
Of the sun, STP’s “Creep”, and the linger of the sugar factory
Drifting around curves in a maroon ford tempo
Kisha hitting puddles, then American Beauty
Things that I had forgotten
like his brother’s birthday
Left like residual strychnine on my spine
Chlorine, boys and cigarettes
Morrison Hotel and the cliffs
Sheepherder bridge and you.