We chased
yesterday’s news

all over
the grass

laughed
as the old newspapers

ran this
way & that

“kites
without strings”

We pretended them.

Just add wind
& presto...fun!

We were easily pleased.

Later, when the wind
was having a rest

& the papers
lay exhausted

panting at our feet

we decided
to play

“blankets”

tucking ourselves
up in
yesterday’s news.

I had the soccer section
all over me.

You had taken
all the headlines.

We falling
asleep hand in hand.

You, my first girlfriend.
I, your first boyfriend.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-where-are-the-newspapers-of-yesterday/