Held out, mismanaged, and kept on the bench
I developed a tolerance for idleness' stench.
I leaped at my first chance to try freedom out.
My life was big, loud, an old shut-in's breakout.
The contemplative recklessness, philosopher's rage,
Left me a baby too old for my age.
For delayed youth's rebellion, the violence, the nights
Too soon young old, too late smart, I now pay age's price.
Heavy on observed truth, in experience light,
I nevertheless take a break from living, to write.
I developed a tolerance for idleness' stench.
I leaped at my first chance to try freedom out.
My life was big, loud, an old shut-in's breakout.
The contemplative recklessness, philosopher's rage,
Left me a baby too old for my age.
For delayed youth's rebellion, the violence, the nights
Too soon young old, too late smart, I now pay age's price.
Heavy on observed truth, in experience light,
I nevertheless take a break from living, to write.
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