• wednesday is nineteen day


    you are ******** death

    making me feel old

    and viceversa

    and he comes

    bull boy

    comes into town with his sweatshirt

    and his frown

    yet i had forgotten

    ---

    the sixteenth day

    was nineteen day

    i woke at twelve

    startled by this revelation

    the messiah with his

    inferiority complex

    should have come back to town

    and become my ultimate salvation

    ---

    and oh! you say i am ******** death

    but you see

    you are ******** death

    in more ways than one

    and thus, i am ******** death

    also, in more ways than one

    bull boy is also ******** death

    the world is on death's

    doorstep step step sidestep

    ---

    and oh! you say you feel so old

    nineteen is so old

    with a beard and johnnie on your bedside table

    and a sickly appearance of an old man

    twenty, however, is older

    and yet vibrant

    and angry and passionate

    and not old

    ---

    and how many days since nineteen day?

    two more than four

    maybe nineteen will limp into town

    so i can settle the score

    shall i leave twenty's girl into the cold

    as she had left me again?

    i wish i remembered now what i knew then

    and now i know: twenty is still odder than nineteen

    ---

    and oh! we are ******** death

    and nineteen is screaming stifled cold and old

    so very old

    and sixteen watches

    turning seventeen

    when nineteen was seventeen

    and sixteen was fifteen

    they met

    ---

    so nineteen and twenty are very similar

    they are both ******** death

    they both met sixteen when they were seventeen

    (actually, twenty might have been eighteen but he's an a*****e)

    nineteen screaming stifled and cold

    wanted to be different, odd

    but is just too old

    so then, twenty is still odder than nineteen, forevermore