i hear florida is nice this time of year

I'm so close but

too young

to get away.

3 more years for you

& 1 for me

but I'm willing to wait.

I can hide

like I have been:

in bookstore corners

& concert crowds

where I can feign acceptance

& take in some of the

"finer" things, like

sweaty, shirtless 20somethings

throwing themselves around to

heavy bass and laser lights.

At least the music's

got feeling.

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