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the other side of the court
What did you see
Down by Pleasant Grove
The scraggly tree
And the Streets that we drove
and that crooked bush
Moves without a push
The sweet rotted boards
and the yellow nails
grass crackled underfoot
whispering forgotten tales
And the skies were dark
the swings broken at the park
The cars that knew the best days
Twenty years ago
faded dreams painted on
going slower slower slow
the door that's permanently stuck
race stripes and darkened trucks
And the fence:
stripped to the core
a glimmer of off-white
we were searching for some more
so we could pretend it's there
pretend somebody cared
The basketball hoop
bare without a net
dead sunlight passes off it
our time was always set
and the ball was always flat
like the dented metal bat
what did you see
on the other side
shiny happy people
with everything to hide
fake smiles plastered on
as they're mowing down their lawns
Neon green grass
and a bleached blue sky
a promise of something better
if we would only try
For your children's children's time
Save a nickel and a dime
If we only had the time
It's not enough to dream
Those houses with the pools
damn that's hard to clean
They had to earn that right
They put up a fight
dad's in rigid khakis
And mother waves away the bus
that drives straight past
our fresh clean dust
The burning white fence
without a second glance
The other side:
We don't exist
you sink that ball
with a flick of your wrist.
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