“what youth is for”

You’re leaving

The broad expanse

of your back

is the gallery

where I ‘II hang my dreams.

Always on your way

Out

When will I

go with you?

I’ll behave

like you want

No more words from me,

Or sounds

You explode

I will sit

quiet

I’ II take it

quietly

like you want.

She can’t help it

grapevines say

her mind

her own mind

how awful

There are lovely moments

fleeting…

but lovely

Those, I will keep

others

I put those on the top

to forget

when I’m old

I don’t need the

slamming doors

yelling men

empty homes

that’s what

youth

is for

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