Age Sixteen.
Feverish study,
Last-minute cramming,
Unfulfillment,
Door-slamming.
Battlefield.
Final yield.
Age seventeen.
Sickness and joy,
Liquor and art,
Cigarette butts,
A new start.
Easy gain,
Sunshine and rain.
Age eighteen.
Apocalypse now.
The future, and how.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
THE HOURS.
Splattered by Doubletake, Doublethink. at 4:56 AM
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