o, sweet hippie chick

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o, sweet hippie chick
at the record store
perusing bins of
used wax
with your Mason jar
sized glasses
and Joni Mitchell hair,
the scent of you
drifting delicate upon the
air conditioned breeze…

I see you with that
freshly picked
Neil Young record,
his first solo jaunt
isn’t it?
– the ’69 reissue, though-
as I can clearly see from here.

I was gonna grab that shit
damn you,
sweet hippie chick
but you got there first

you started at Z
and now
anarchy reigns
these bins.

and now Neil Young is
going home with you
to your patchouli sunrise
and with that hand-knit shawl
that is draped around
your shoulders
just so.

o sweet hippie chick
treat poor Neil well
he has been through a lot
and
he’s just not as strong
as he once was.

but then again,
none of us are.

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