Thursday, October 13, 2011

GROWN UP

And suddenly, childhood is over. An invisible boundary, 

Clock hands. 

Irrevocable, inevitable. The way things are. 

Freedom, responsibility, ambition. 

Cliches cementing.

Air, bananas, coats, dogs. Nouns become actual.

Invisible contexts. Mapless territories. 

Here be dragons. 

Sail.

 


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