Day 296: To Be An Adult
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i must have been told once
(or perhaps i assumed)
that to be an adult in this world
one must do things
like
watch the news
and worry about the economy.
and so i did.
and for a time
felt very grown up,
indeed.
but when i realized that the stories in the news
were the same
with different faces,
and the economy
was infinitely recessed
and always seeking growth,
i found my adult-ness
to be a thin mirage,
reflecting the ‘adults’ around me
and about my mind.
and i laughed out loud
at the sight of us all:
little children
frowning
in business suits,
certain of our prestige
and impending doom.
it was then
that i picked up a fiddle
and played
the sounds adults feel
when they find their child
left alone
and inappropriately dressed.
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