humid air and steady morning rain
that summer my parents
smoking in the quiet gloom
one yellow lamp reveals the haze
their silence punctuated by clicks
and the heavy humming computer
cards moving from pile to pile
rows in numbered order
my bedroom blue paint on flakeboard walls
hand-me-down desk beneath the pale window
pen scratching notebook pages
tea steam rising from the blue glass mug
the cassette plays again through headphones
a friend’s effort not quite worn through
a reminder of what words and music
and rhythm might do
humid air and steady morning rain
that summer my parents
smoking in the quiet gloom
one yellow lamp reveals the haze
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