Turning 24
I have filed myself away, in a neat little folder
marked Unread. Sneaked myself on the top shelf
hidden yet observed.
To be read later, when I hit that magical age of 50
people seem to celebrate or dread
life half over, half to begin.
Maybe.
Let me enjoy being 24.
The boys are hot, music loud and
alcohol tastes so divine, it leaves
a trail of drunken who gives a fuck, anyway
as we fumble with buttons, zippers
and freedom hits like a cool breeze.
You can always live safe
But the frisson is what I live for.
Preeti Sinha
Tue 23rd Jun 2015 05:32
Graham, I will keep that in mind :) You are a very handsome and dignified man, unlike some I have had the misfortune to interact with. Dinosaur? I don't think so.
Darren, thank you for your wonderful advice! Duly noted :0
Huw, better to enjoy than grow old crabby and bitter. Promiscuity? Nah. Just healthy enjoyment with consenting adults. Thanks for reading :)