Poem -

To the Indigo

When I came out the first crush I had was my Dad.

Maybe it was a doctor or nurse.

I don't know, She didn't take any drugs.

As I got older I liked many boys.

Some were neighbors or classmates.

Was fortunate to have many friends even when I thought I didn't.

Always knew I wanted to settle down one day.

Listened to that song alot as I walked through my old neighborhood.

Sometimes it was on my mind so much.

I wished I could think without a brain.

Even went through my own "Samantha Jones" phase.

Co-workers, I thought we were friends, college, colleges, we met at a party.

I don't remember.

I wish I had not lost my High School diary.

So many things are written in it.

I could probably think of movies scripts that aren't "Argo".

Have had different forms of Matt and Ben as well.

I am twenty-nine years old.

I hope my dreams of what I have accomplished and have not yet.

Will go past ninety-two.

Don't you?

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