Wednesday 18 April 2012

Youth

spirits fly
high as kites
as young footsteps
pace across tarmac
and under concrete skies,
trying to find answers
at the bottom of a pint glass.
the youth
of today
dance away
their teenage blues
under dim lights
and the dark corners
of small bars and clubs,
immersing themselves
in sambuca
and gossip
and hoping
tomorrow never comes.

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