Summer sun
small town heat
his last July here
College starts
in a couple of months
He'll ride out of
this little burg
on his way to forever
Now he passes time
playing video games
at Wal-Mart
watching people
come and go
Old men ask
if he's ready for college
if he's goinna play ball
if he thinks he can make it
He smiles
assuredly answers all questions
Young girls walk by
notice him and giggle
behind their hands
He turns away and smiles
He's not gonna get tied down
Not now
when he's ready
to flex his wings
and fly this coop
There's too much
waiting for him
somewhere else
He knows
he's got it all mapped out
Gonna wipe the dust
of this small town
off his feet
and never look back
But for now
he gazes out the window
and watches the heat
ripple up in waves
on the Wal-Mart parking lot
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