About childhood.

Summer nights in parking lots,
expressions-laugh over nothing.
Sprinklers and no shoes.
Just enough to get trouble brewed.
Paranoia was always the funniest.
12 O’clock,
come to visit.
Boredom kicks in,
pull out the pipes,
laugh ’till it hurts,
ask questions about life.
Early morning swims,
Invader Zim.
Time for yawns cuz the sun has come out to play.
The greatest nights of my life spent right where I wanted to be.

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