Forrest Wentzel - '21

Seventeen years ago, Sarah sat with me
In the woods in seventh grade in Knoxville, Tennessee
Black and orange bodies from the brood cover the land
And a red and white blanket is covering our hands
Kiss me in the closet of our best friend's basement bedroom
With a door so thin that every single sound can get through
We step out and our friends laugh but I don't really care
I lay down and listen to the buzzing in the air
In seventeen more years I hope to see the brood again
Think back on '21 like I think back on Sarah then

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Forrest Wentzel

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