April 3, 2017

Found Desk Poem 4/3/17 (Opening Day, Camden Yards)

Thanks to Ryan Walker

We did what we had to to make the sound we needed

We climbed the sunshine
We forgot our names

All things much open outward and upward or die
Stack up the day where you can see it

Everything is the first here
Everything is dipped in the moment
Everything is in the book and by the book

Like what you heard about Inuit, we should have 40 different words to take us from want to need as the sun sets on bedroom communities across the land

Somewhere someone is praying for something

Say goodbye to the things that brought us together