"I didn't know" he says to me as his eyes dart to and fro It's the first thing that he has said since I found out that he'd been neglecting his studies The anger that had been within when I felt lied to subsides It's replaced by a strange sort of calm and despite myself [...]
Tag: growing up
Growing up, strange
He's holding pill in hand Making train noises to encourage me Except I'm the father and he's the son Still I don't think he sees He's spouting superliberal semi-communist politic While I can only stare It wasn't long ago I remember He had cartoons on underwear I wonder who he is becoming This experiment out [...]