time seems to kiss me
some boys don’t become men
but if they did then maybe
they would have thought otherwise
you know who they are
they are just like yesterday
as you mow the lawn
or wash the car
their youthfulness suddenly
taking over your thoughts
and there you are
crying again internally
I reach out w/o knowing I do
their receptive vibes
absorb my mixed emotions
of acting out my fading years
as I sit here waiting for a sign
some sort of subliminal response
time seems to kiss me
july two thousand twenty-four
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