I flippin’ love a good spring. Ya meet all kinds of folks down at the spring.

I met a coyote there once. Didn’t even eat me. Just gave me a paw bump and went on being mysterious. Fuckin’ cool as heck.

Anyway I think this poem is about how we all wish we could go back to before we picked a pimple until it became a big honkin’ wound on our face in middle school.

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