28/03/2013

back to the past


it all reverts back to before you:
my belongings dropping away from me
like unsympathetic skydivers,
gone the car house job life
none of it mine to start with

so as senility grimaces at me
on the horizon, I reboot to
adolescence, nothing to give
but my bare skin

full-on reboot

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