It was never love
love was something
I never reached for.
It was freedom for me
to touch and be touched
sleep and go home
my aim always
on the future
now a waypoint
not meant
to be meaningful
except in the
excesses I allowed myself
expected in the twenties
and I complied
and hooked up
whenever I wanted to
not remembering
faces
only cell phone numbers
and adventures
I tell in later years
exiting college
exiting retail
now blurred
between the two.
Mine is the Stranded Generation
hovering between
hookup appointments
and hooked
on hooking up.
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