#57

we rode our bikes down pristine sidewalks

straight edged grass cut all the same length

our houses, little boxes, all the same.

 

smiles, sunshine, asphalt and wealth.

lemonade on a hot summer day.

kids on bicycles and tricycles every which way.

 

they are all the same.

the only difference between each house is which car stands in front of it’s driveway.

the only difference between each person is which menial job they take.

the only difference between each childhood is how many smiles they fake.

 

suburban lives,

suburbia dies.

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