#827 - the young

 

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the young

 

are come down

wet behind the ears

indelibly inscribed

plucked as the chook below

pierced to pieces too

 

are apt to shift a pronoun

neither full quid often either

you might say there’s a spectrum

despondent

dispossessed

or might be something

under breath

invisible

 

dare to be else

and other than I

 

the young are unforgiveable

just as once

we were

 

they too

wondering

wondering

where to be

who we are