25 years, 6 days

by Jason Wardell

She said I was such a boy
because I wouldn’t run her
train of thought across town,
crying at every intersection,
forging ahead nonetheless.

I thought about implications
however briefly. It’s best not
to count your broken bones.
The time will come for simple
or compound fractures, but
for now they are intact.

On some days I am too young,
on others, too old to delay my
gratification. On some days
I am too permissive, on others
I just want to


Author's Note: There's one word in here that I have added and removed a hundred times. I don't know. I am such a boy.

Posted on 08/15/2009
Copyright © 2021 Jason Wardell

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