he would sit in his room
and draw space ships
that could only be described
as something from star wars
or star trek
and he'd do geometry on the floor
his school books scattered
and punk music
would be playing on his
boom box
game informers stacked high
in tens and twenties
all over his bookcase
cozy against star wars
and hardy boys
the wood frame bed
simple and pure
until tainted by a name
of his first love
scratched in with passion
and heartbreak
he lied quite often
and was a sore loser
his mood usually consisted of
being short fused
and even more short fused
and then he moved
left for good
not visiting for another three years
and then three more after that
each time
he gets older
and less of the thirteen year old
i had known
when he lived
at home
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 6:53 PM UTC
he would sit in his room
and draw space ships
that could only be described
as something from star wars
or star trek
and he'd do geometry on the floor
his school books scattered
and punk music
would be playing on his
boom box
game informers stacked high
in tens and twenties
all over his bookcase
cozy against star wars
and hardy boys
the wood frame bed
simple and pure
until tainted by a name
of his first love
scratched in with passion
and heartbreak
he lied quite often
and was a sore loser
his mood usually consisted of
being short fused
and even more short fused
and then he moved
left for good
not visiting for another three years
and then three more after that
each time
he gets older
and less of the thirteen year old
i had known
when he lived
at home
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