night thoughts 1:14

The Hissing of Summer Lawns.
Scratch of the turntable,
Joni Mitchell.
Playing at 1:14 a.m..
You tried to understand
the passion
of an older woman.
At seventeen,
Mystery was sweet.
Never
would you have dreamed,
and neither would you ignore.
Sometimes
I remember. It was
nothing to forget

j.g.l.

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