Teendream
hanging out
that’s what we do
pondering glory and greatness,
drinking nostalgia from a plastic cup
that clock ticks,
that song plays,
cross our t’s and dot our i’s
play fast and loose
eagerly feel up life
say we won’t look back,
but do it when we think no one’s looking
slip, swallow, sing, startle, emerge
try our very hardest to be unique
and close our eyes so tight
that the blackness deepens around us
make our bodies a smile,
open, and begin again.
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