as we get older

As we get older

We learn to button up our feelings

Just as we learned to button our shirts.

We discover that the alphabet

Not only creates the words “fun” or “cat”,

But “pain”, “fear”,

And “love”.

It also becomes clear

That there is no monster

Hiding in the closet,

But , rather, our sexuality,

And our shamefully large clothing.

Our skin isn’t just for

“Chinese burning”

It’s for actual burning,

And fire isn’t just for candles,

It’s for lighting cigarettes.

We don’t need bedtimes,

Because we can never sleep,

Living in fear of overdue homework

Or wondering why no one loves us

Yet.

Battling for affection,

Fighting for some of the attention.

I guess those two things never change.

 

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