can’t there be a sense of positivity
that’s not sold the way soap is sold?

one that makes you
throw caution to the winds

makes you angle toward the seats
by the windows

lets you dare
to make the suggestion

to compare notes
with the one you thought it would be cool to compare notes with

in that sweet time
in that lull

between fifth period
and home room
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Bob Hudson’s claim to use his homemade catapult for good and not evil is being disputed by local law enforcement authorities.  He claims to feel bad about any misunderstandings in the neighborhood.

Bob Hudson, Poetry

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