Eternal Adolescence

Eternal Adolescence

I'm jealous of 

food in your mouth
shoes on your feet
pencils in your hand
air you breathe

capturing what you say

holding you too long
living in your 
subconscious 
writing your hums

work, time, money 

conspiring to keep 
you precious 
for all those reasons 
I really don't believe

senselessness
we keep in mind
draining out of our bodies
one touch at a time

adolescence
remains defined
rubbing itself against
the time of our lives

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