Thursday, April 9, 2009

Teen Time

Once I stalked the world
in buckskin armor,
Wetzel's horny palm
my only win.
The rules for life I found
in Prose and Poetry
were useless in my time
outside of school.
Mom-Dad became Dad-Mom,
alternating currents of power,
landlords of my soul,
pressing for the rent.

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