Oh my God do I admire him
for whom youth still holds inexplicable thinness.
And may be that still ignorant
of ignorance but increasingly
knowing the little things of sweetness
is an adulterating force.
How education once was paramount,
but a staid eventuality, now
is atrophied; very, very tired; something
as fantastically wished for as respite.
And you, yet, may crush on the math tutor
have a wardrobeful of tee-shirts
and not relish anything.
