Replicating Heaven

I forgot what heaven looked like

The moss growing on the northern sides of the trees

and beyond my scarred knuckles

a small dog whos grown tired of running alongside me

snuggled into the basket of my bicycle

I forgot I could replicate the taste of heaven at home

it was so long ago I learned how to cook mango rice

with peppered corn

and how many times have I walked or ran

past those two trees in my back yard

without realizing they are just close enough

to hang a hammock


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