adolescence
- Zachary Brett Charles

- Jun 30, 2024
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 20
(Down the road from your memory track 4)
it seems you’ve got it in for me
you say i can’t remember how to act
my vision twisted out of whack
you ask me where i’ve been
hiding at i couldn’t believe
you had to ask
mommy
i’ve been where we used to go
between the nurse log and the stepping stones
that go out into the river
i like to sit there and watch the current
pass and remember the stories
of the constellations you relayed
when you taught me
to be brave
that all we needed
was each other
you’re an idiot ma
open your mouth and misfortune comes out
like smoke billowing from mountain tops
i’m not acting like this is a war
but maybe it’s a battle
horses trampling
a summer meadow
beware that lightning may strike
i know damn it i look both ways
but i won’t be a woman
who cages her lion
while gravity still pulls us down
and fate keeps chugging like
a trolly car
whose wheels
never stop
sweet lady you’re blowing idiot wind
every time you open your mouth
disturbing the peace and quiet
shooting through my head like a star
every time i crawl past your door
the borderline between me and you
is guarded
by some howling
beast
i’m hounded by so many
memories of passing towns
and the way you’ve always loved me
unconditionally despite knowing why
but not how i hurt
idiot wind
stirring dust in
the library
where we keep all the letters
we wrote it’s been so long since
we read them we’re idiots mama
but i’m grateful
because we eddy and wind
rolling down the backgrounds
like so many drops
of paint rolling down the
backroads heading out
we eddy and wind
like the nile
when our stars aligned





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