On Nostalgia and Being Young

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Photo by Tyler Nevitt

Kicking it in kicked up kicks

With cars parked far but close to scars

That sting from younger careless days

When sun burned right through its own rays

Shades that glared in summers’ mists

As your hands took my writhing wrists

That winced and cracked from painful play

Whose hands, now empty, hurt to this day

But they hurt then and they hurt now and I wish that I knew how to

Let myself yell at those walls that seemed to stand so strong and tall

When everything around would fall and now I am a

Tether ball

Tossing throwing slamming books

That seemed to stab like crooked hooks

Digging in heels we could not feel

Because young at any price was a steal

Words that mean that words are mean

When meanings often aren’t seen

Though you may look and try to find

What seemed to always hide behind

A selfish word a careless world

You can blame neither him nor her

The dog that ate your birthday cake

As your heart hurt and its limbs ached

From sugars tinge too sweet to take

For animals who know not of what is at stake.

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