Wednesday, May 16, 2012

"21 years"

"21 years"
a sort-of-coming-of-age poem by jake kilroy.

i remember when nothing was sacred.
it was after the orange groves,
after the model homes,
but before the shopping center.
i spent a summer in a friend's basement,
lovesick and somehow heartless,
learning guitar when i wasn't swimming
and yet gasping for air without a place to be.
i discovered panic in the spring
and developed obsession by fall.
america let me drink that summer.
it was darn good of them.
not that i needed another reason
to laugh.

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