Because they're filled with swerving cars,
marauding bears, payphones that never work.
Because I'm always childless, running late,
eating ant-laced dirt. Because the good ones,
like a had-to-be-there joke, don't quite
translate: running along a sandy beach,
for some strange reason, equalling forgiveness.
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