Millenium Park
The boy
Pasty and blond
Soft and big-boned
Turquoise shirt, red shorts
Bends over awkwardly
Removing socks and shoes
Pale feet skim the shallow water
The boy
Skips and hops
Plays the warrior, karate chops the air
Heavy and flat footed
He races through the shallow water
Skirts around the others
His thick glasses are dirty and wet
Now he folds his hands across his round stomach
Uncertain and alone
The heavy blond boy kneels in the shallow water
The boy
Gazes out from his sticky skin
His face a mask of blank expectation
Dull eyes seek the others
But receive no comfort
Only the cool indifference of the shallow water
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