Youth is a Pulsar

Youth is a pulsar that twinkles through the night

And sinks decadently into warbling dewdrop pools,

Flashing,spitting, chiseling dreams upon the stagnant morning light.

Yonder the homeless derelict haltingly recites

Memoriesof fledgling triumphs amidst yarns from archaic spools

Youth is a pulsar that twinkles through the night.

Lovers from the Knowledge Tree’s fruit take luscious bites

Discovering within the core, youth’s mysterious tools,

Flashing, spitting, chiseling dreams upon the stagnant morning light.

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