I would like to be twenty-five

I am young,

I would like to be twenty-five,

but I feel so intensely

and I'm promised paradise.

I don't strap the device

to my chest,

they do that,

I don't understand such

mechanism.

But I know my role,

I have a memorized map,

a borrowed motorcycle

and a watch.

Given to me

so that my time

will not run out

For the pure act

of sacrifice

that some will write

is worth a lifetime

of listless evenings.

I don't know,

I would like to be twenty-five

but haven't another evening

as the motorcycle roars to life

and with luck,

I am gone.

10/30/10