aayoungit’s worth noting
the shift in perspective
which comes
with the turn of the calendar
when i was younger
a scared sweet young thing
watching
the old black and white
cape fear
i wasn’t rooting for robert mitchum
but by 20
i was wet for full color robert deniro
with his throbbing “vengeance is mine” tattoo
a pleasant day ten years ago was sunshine
and a quiet house
today someone baked me a cake
wrote a poem about my snatch
and invited me to gang bang
it’s been a good day
i’ve purchased
a one way ticket
out of purgatory
so tired of looking through this glass
and listening to jefferson airplane
one pill makes you larger
the other undermines your soul
the men on the chess board are telling me where to go
i must consider interstellar suitcases
and unified plane traveling clothes
my time here wanes with each spring sunset
the remaining moments
spent snapping photographs
of gods and monsters at play
sitting beside the hookah smoking caterpillar i check my flight time
this rabbit hole has proven itself
a too far away world for me
this curious girl
who only wanted a spot of tea
and a bit of life giving bread
with the crusts sliced cleanly away
to hell with following less than punctual furry white vermin
i have my pocket watch
my pens and notebook
and what’s left of me
go ask this alice
after she’s survived it all