I put on my glasses
I don't wear a hat
I won't wear a hat
Back at world's end, I wore green
Slept on a green bed, with green and white sheets
I'd take it to the suffering streets
Nodded in that direction
Cringed at the fault lines on every sidewalk
It didn't matter
I didn't live there yet
Or ever
June 16, 2007
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