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Shatter the Glacial Epoch

A love letter to adolescence
A mid-life manifesto.

Phosphorescent beasts bragging bright
Preened and pretty, precocious and precarious.
Damnable, dancing on dewdrops of sin.
Strutting and teasing. Singing and aching.
Sorrow sent sailing into the eye of God.
Celebrating shock in raucous bacchanal

Banged up and worn down
The obvious eroded
Ten molecules of a teen
Collected in an eddy of glory
Ten minute bulwark bides the torrent
Count a tick. Count a tock. Watch the…
Positing poetry in the eye of progress.

Chrysalis sintered by the agony of aging
Bitterness hitchhikes on adverbs and politics
Amuses and suffuses. Oozes and diffuses
Spackling life’s cracks in lieu of suffering
Our bored and bright have grown bitter with fright
For lack of a life they have never known.

Glide into the glades of a Goddess
Dance naked on the edge of a field
Find your body where you left it
Dress yourself in starlight and dew.
Celebrate your soul and evaporate youth.
Shatter the glacial epoch

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  1. SandyCarlsonApril 18, 2010 at 5:39 AM

    Wow, wow, wow. Your words took me to a point in my own youth when I realized I had no dream for the future because I had no sense of the present. I blew everything. To the edge of the field to dance--now!

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