Woman in a Pool
Woman in a pool
the color of her legs
all magnified
against the blue
and the sun beats down
on the wet concrete
smells like chlorine
smells like barbecue
what would I give
to be young again
When there was no such thing
as a waste of time
pick the wet grass off
of your bare feet
and when you're done
lean up against a tree
and watch the cars go
up and down the street
what would I give
to be young again
And when I die
well you can bury me
in the playground
of Wilson school
where I fell in love
for the very first time
I was six years old and already
a goddamned fool
Woman in a pool
the color of her legs
all magnified
against the blue
and the sun beats down
on the wet concrete
smells like chlorine
smells like barbecue
what would I give
to be young again
Writer/s: DAN REEDER
