dawn unable to get back to
sleep, shut out of that dream
zone where everything moves
around you, is to know what
it's like to be seven again and
holding your mom's hand as
she points to a sign you've
never noticed before in front
of the play zone, the one with
the red tube slide that goes
around and around for hours,
explaining that this says
children under seven can't
play here and that means
you so you'll just have to sit
at the table with the grown-ups
until they finish their coffee.
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