Eternal Adolescence
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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