Every evening—same thingTire swing, earphones inHalfhearted scrolling Thinking bout something.. Something like a getaway Magic trick, great escapeOpen sunroof, freewayHollywood escapade Or maybe the oppositeBlending in, perfect fit Cozy clique, tight-nitSleepover gossip Never say the right thing On the outside looking inWrong wavelength, bad wiringToo quiet, desperate, too everything Yesterday you overheardGirls studying a vocabContinue reading “Shibboleth”
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To Be Young/To Be Skilled
My spark is dyingI can feel the passion dryingI’ve grown weary of the pryingInto matters that make no difference to my life What happened to the yearning?When my soul was always burningMy mind constatly churning outIdeas that I fashioned into gold All the stories left untoldAll the songs left unsungWhat is was to be youngContinue reading “To Be Young/To Be Skilled”