Keeping Time

I'm Sick and So Are You

Evening begins saying its goodbye to afternoon. I should have begun dinner long ago, but I can’t help myself. I want to savor some moments sitting in the backyard. It’s warm. Summer is not going anywhere. The humid air clings to me like melting taffy. But I want it because I know it’s almost gone.

The dog and I are listening to the clamor of the high school band trying to make sense of  the directions bellowing from the loudspeaker. Justin isn’t keeping time and now everyone knows it. I’ve not desired to listen to this ruckus. It’s been forced upon me as the practice field sits practically in the lap of my backyard. The only things separating us are a flimsy fence and a line of lush green trees.

I always hear it, the madness, the shuffling, but I only see glimpses of the chaos. I don’t know what…

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