do you know how in a moment
you can suddenly realize
how much you're growing up
in the impulse you have
to stay out a little longer and the
invincibility of a subway night
two train serenade with your lips moving
and your mind still stuck in the dreams
you will have days after of the woman
that smiled and clapped at your youth
in her remember-those-days eyes as she poked
her husband impatiently and her face was with you
even if her body wasn't
or when you honestly realize that the past you
of even two weeks ago would not understand
and the one from last year who spent some lunches
in the bookcases with her ears plugged in and her eyes glued
could definitely not comprehend
the place where you are at now
and the things you have done and the things
you have not
and all the pieces of the sidewalk you now know
and the transfer to the BQR12345 trains that you have
memorized so that you don't have to look at a map
or is it that clear in the simple way that you look in a mirror
and what your eyes zone in on and the
lazy manner in which you no longer pick your clothes
is it possible you've become so much older
you doubt it as you pour your life down on paper
in details that others forget, and as you stop in the drive
way and dance in the rain to the arctic monkeys
but the glare of the blinking eleven' o clock
and the red-stained red-eye stares of your surrounders
beg to differ