Picture a chilly window and look out to deep tired blue.
A screeching highway is chaotically soothing while accompanied
by a pair of singing children.
A weary father and warm mother indulge them with guilty pleasure
song after song.
Headlights shine hope but pass in the wrong direction
and the white dashes are sucked away
like minutes forgotten in the day.
Go now to a ripening room and sit at a long desk.
Two overworked pencils buckle under the weight of imagination
and wither away into superheroes that roam cautiously
in their bleached rectangular confines, to protect the innocence
their creators unknowingly possess.
Watch as even the strongest heroes are cast
away into shameful cupboards.
Banished by the persistent villain of no longer being “cool.”
Put on that rebellious hoodie for the first time and flash braces
at the girl with green eyes.
Settle into a strange new form that for the first time
Transform into a white-collared school uniform,
embroidered with red, gold, and arrogance.
Your nerves only suppressed by false confidence and
Walk through lockered hallways that span into routine illusion
and promising boredom.
Smirk at the teachers that warn of inevitability;
These days are as long as cafeteria tables,
dissected precisely between guilds of anxious teens.
Gather yourself at a fluorescent pool beside beautiful bodies
that conceal the temperament of sea urchins.
Play with resilient friends that splash blinking bliss into a night air,
rich with lingering songs and adolescent infatuation.
Focus your nebulous gaze on one girl alone
whose laugh waves back and forth between ears as she teases you.
Feel her slick waist slide away and forget that
this is not the last time.
Lie down in a mournful study,
bleak from a day of confusion.
The air vent below brings upon a roaring drowsiness.
Kick off the shoes that march into the moment beyond the next.
Close your eyes and sigh an ungrateful ode to the present.
Tap on a tune of static remembrance.
and begin again.