Amherst, Ohio
You are home to me
The trees and small hills
The dark at night I was too frightened to trespass
The smell of wood and wet sawdust
And the half hour drive back to 14th street
I wonder if you are still the same
I wonder if pizza will ever taste as good again
I'd like to taste your beer and see what joy I can find in you
But regardless, thank you.
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