alicia young

hell-on-heels-final-revision

i have no time for what never was”

as writers

it is our job
to document the times
in which we live

therefore
i have no time
for what never was

there is no poetry in what might have been

bones grow from the center outward
and mine have existed long enough
to ache with all they know
to include
what should be
long forgotten

we live out the choices we make

so few of us retain the right
to label ourselves victim
yet it seems everyone is wearing that t-shirt

these baby boomers
are cashing in their pensions
timothy leary bleary eyed
having deliberately
learned nothing

© aayoung 2013

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4 comments

  1. lkthayer · June 11, 2013

    Alicia, I am your biggest fan girlfriend…please never stop the force that is you, thank you!

    • aayoung · June 20, 2013

      Thank you so much, Lisa!!!

      • lkthayer · June 20, 2013

        I met James when my dearest friend David Proval worked with him playing Richie Aprile…
        what an actor, what a sweet man, terribly missed. May he rest in peace.

  2. Fred Whitlock · June 14, 2013

    Bones grow and choices are made with each word in a poem – hopefully those choices are not about the same mistakes that were made before.

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