Hardcore by Amanda J CobbI watched you run
in circles at the concert,
dizzying yourself up in time
to your daddy's music.
Around and around
ran your little feet,
clad in miniature white sneakers,
until a stray stranger's foot
caught the tip of yours
and you went crashing down
to the rugged pavement -
knee, then elbow, then head.
If humans left skidmarks,
you would have.
And yet, there was no crying,
no trembling of lip
or doctoring of hurts.
You were simply stunned a moment,
then pushed your 18-month-old self up,
giving your worried and frazzled mom
a huge grin,
and began again to run in circles,
face lit up happily and arms,
if scraped, still in the air. 05/12/2003 Author's Note: Dedicated to the youngest child of the lead singer of Anonymous Bosch, and to all other hardcore kids out there.
Posted on 05/12/2003 Copyright © 2025 Amanda J Cobb
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