- Keith Banner
Back There
back there behind
brambles and
forgotten fence
this backyard
nobody knows
or cares
and it's all sunny
october
this scream
this music made of screams
a kid back there
in his
backyard
making noises, free
from how to act
on the specturm
hell beyond
the spectrum
what is
the spectrum
anyway?
or maybe just
who he is
that voice
carried across
the air
singular and con-
torted
makeshift in a beautiful
sort of scary way
he has allowed himself out
of himself
back there just
doing what he wants to do
has to do
you can almost
make him out
jumping
slapping the air
stomping
on leaves
and the sky as blue
as a bottomless pit
that voice across it
pure joy
and
maybe
fearlessness
thoughtlessness
and me
understanding what it takes
to
know that
until
i don't

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