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A Great Disappointment 

 

 

My first anxiety arrived

as easily as a car ride home

 

in the half sleep of a back seat

 

The nature of the problem

seemed misplaced

and better suited for adults

 

but it missed my Mom and Dad

and got to work on me

 

In an endless loop

of something off true

 

my rhythm thinker skipped

 

and sat there in the space

between my head and my belly

 

With the radio static

and poor poughkeepsie roads

 

something had changed

 

and I sobbed

knowing I was simply

a great disappointment

 

My parents loved me up

and held my head as it passed

 

past the sweet ease of my childhood

and into a daily refrain

 

that would always remain