Growing Into Older Eyes, Learning Bigger, Greater Lies

Stings and soothes when in the hand
And bittersweet, when tasted
'Naught so hollow then as now
The thought of life yet wasted.

It follows then that none will know
My thoughts so slowly scavenged
That I in ignorance would share
To teach, to learn, to challenge.

Twas also love that I adored
And lusted for in silence
Sadly, no form of love yet shown
Has hidden all its violence.

To learn of life and death in full
This is the greatest bounty
But there is none that I hate more
Than mythical maturity.

Like so, it stings and burns when held
And poisonous, when tasted
Ne'er so hollow as twill be now
To see my life was wasted.