"the young"
written after an education by jake kilroy.
with heartbeat like a punk song
and a wit like fragile shards of glass,
i got educated in trivia nights at bars
before marching through offices
to see the pacific ocean.
i struggled in my youth,
as i thought philosophy was like a balloon,
meant to carry you away to see the big picture,
and it took me years to consider it a brick,
there to heavy your hand in an american riot.
what was great for the pope, i thought,
would be grand for the pauper,
but what good is silk to a starving man?
and that's when i started writing poetry.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
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