I Don't Supose Turpentine......

My grandfather used to smother

our childhood scrapes

With

Turpentine.

And send us away.

To climb pear trees and play amongst the cattails.

How easy it all seemed.

But that has all faded away.

Behind the disco light.

The eviction notice

or the need for

Greater things.

Greener things.

That move in different ways.

And I don’t suppose turpentine

Will ever heal the wounds

Want and Need.