think I know you
knew you
before blue jumpers
football with tennis *****
weeping knees and benches
and reeling off hymns
now look
at them singing the songs
of some not-quite-teen
mute squares of a life
apparently pristine
likes arriving like flies
before
it was packed lunches
a place named Azkaban
afternoon kwik cricket
colourless pix
on Bebo
now it's
a slurry of selfies
head-tilt lips-out
meme media excess
digital mausoleum
you've made your home
so choose
I'll leave you to it
beeline for the Apple store
record what you can't get back
speak up **** your planet
or run
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 5:57 PM UTC
think I know you
knew you
before blue jumpers
football with tennis *****
weeping knees and benches
and reeling off hymns
now look
at them singing the songs
of some not-quite-teen
mute squares of a life
apparently pristine
likes arriving like flies
before
it was packed lunches
a place named Azkaban
afternoon kwik cricket
colourless pix
on Bebo
now it's
a slurry of selfies
head-tilt lips-out
meme media excess
digital mausoleum
you've made your home
so choose
I'll leave you to it
beeline for the Apple store
record what you can't get back
speak up **** your planet
or run
Written: April 2019.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time as part of Savannah Brown's escparil challenge. The idea is that somebody older may look at the youth of today and, although there are differences, perhaps we were the same as them when we were younger, and maybe we're similar to them even now despite the age gap. I'm not sure I can explain it all too well, but anyway... Please note that 'Bebo' refers to the former social network site, 'Azkaban' to the prison in the Harry Potter universe, 'pix' to pictures and 'kwik cricket' to a form of fast-paced cricket. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
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