“The Harped Buzzing of Solace”

All of a sudden,
I knew anger,
All over again,
Anger worse than mine

There was this kid
Walking and I felt it spring out of him
As I rode by on bike
Unless it was a girl

Couple minutes later I see the same
Kid, by a baseball field
Sitting there staring at it
Amidst a group of trees that I swear grew plums

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