I walked home

after school

and went up

to my room

I saw myself in an old man

on the way home from school.

I was watering my lush lawn

and over fifty. And fixing

to yell at me for goofy-foot

skateboarding past my house,

making all that damn noise

with my hair and grin and ipod.

But we both went inside instead–

me to my room to wish I was older,

and me to pay bills

with all that I’d missed.

 

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