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.
