Oh To Be Young and Feel
oh to be young and feel
the ravaging pummel of Cupid's bow
a cauldron of love's feast raging
swept asunder in the tsunami
of a volcanic rage of emotions
dazed and confused
wandering in a walkabout
with no direction pointing home
now just these neuropathways lightened
methinks a nap would be most delicious
as i put this head of gray
to what once i argued with my mother
no longer needed are bribes of cookies
and a glass of cold milk
i find much pleasure within
afternoons spent lazily floating lethe
awakening trying my best to remember
what was it i had to do
OKC 2/23
Copyright © Timothy Ray | Year Posted 2023
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