TEN YEARS OLD
 
look at all the losers
 
on the highway all the losers heading to work
their sea of cars sounding
like ocean waves on the ocean
rather than a concrete path
with no variation
 
and i am one of them
 
waiting to withdraw again
wishing i was ten.
ten!
 
i never needed to learn to drive a car
i never desired to learn how to
marry or make babies
when i was ten
i did not need a lover
or the things to feed it.
 
some fruit, some sand
some rapid movement
of the legs and hands
would suffice back then.
 
when i was ten
ten!
i could stand motionless
in the strongest breeze
for hours
where now i am surrounded
by cars
 
on the highway heading to work
sounding like waves on the ocean
rather than concrete paths
with
no variation
 
and
i am one of them
 
waiting to withdraw again
wishing i was ten.
 
i was well fed then
when i was ten
 
and at best,
all i can hope for now
is to be fairly cool guy
walking
down the street