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Graduation Poem
OKcomputer

social functions feel like funerals
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for the kid i used to be:
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graduation ceremonies for the younger ones
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with that same old light in their eyes;
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it's familiar:
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moving bodies postured specifically
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to restrain a pride so brilliant
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it might have blinded anyone other.
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collecting gifts for a job well done,
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sit down, wait for the next one.
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i saw smiles struggling for modesty
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and failing -- but not universally:
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failing through the eyes of the watchful;
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that guy who has been there; done that;
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smiled into the bright spotlights while recieving the same
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nothing-praises.
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listened with my happy ears
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to words of parting and best luck.
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it was a sad nostalgia, those kids were so happy
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they cried altogether, into their flowers
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and into their haircuts and young bodies heaving
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into one another, smiling and thinking,
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this will be a good memory.
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a moment worth revisiting;
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not to be confused with those memories
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to bring guilt and disappointment
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to the guy who does nothing, is nothing.
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loves no one and disappoints.
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gives his money for
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monthly payments: a wasted
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college education, two years of his life
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spent plastered in the hallway.
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has fucked away his innocence,
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has made his father weep shamefully for money,
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for his little boy drugged up and fucked
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at last.
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i thought to kill myself tonight,
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applauding;
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frowning for my carcass.
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1 Jun 07

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hi.
 — OKcomputer

such a fracas over a carcass
 — unknown

oh thats how you spell it.
 — OKcomputer

I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't muddy my reputation by painting me to be the kind of person who would ever get married.
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