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Sep142009

Awkward Teenage Years or Halcyon Days


The beer in the glass goes counter-clockwise
as I swirl and swirl it some more.
I scratch the side of the pint glass,
peeling the imaginary label
off of the Guinness I am drinking.
My mind drifts past the shiftless drifters
drinking cans of Olympia and cheap scotch
and the tattooed Camel Wides-smoking indie rock priestess.
It goes further back, back into time,
and without stopping anywhere,
my mind drifts back.
Putting away the beer and stepping out for a cigarette,
I begin to wonder if my awkward teenage years
were also my halcyon days.

©2009 José-Ariel Cuevas

Reader Comments (2)

"There were never any good old days, they are today, they are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGuOypqaYzU" rel="nofollow">Gogol Bordello - "Ultimate"

Sep 14, 2009 at 2:03 PM | Unregistered CommenterDMZ

But it's been
14 years of silence
It's been
14 years of pain
It's been
14 years that are gone forever
And I'll never have again...

guns n motherfucking roses - 14 years.

Sep 15, 2009 at 5:32 PM | Unregistered CommenterPenemue

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