you are just as young & old as you have ever been
in spite of what you may have heard –
wicked words flowing from the mouths of lesser men
crackpot perspectives developed in the smog of opium dens
cobwebs left undusted.
specters roaming nearly-forgotten halls – unwanted.
if youth weren’t set upon a pedestal
the ramifications could be beyond incredible
the future will continue to haunt the present
while the past downs another depressant