Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

2.6

I am an amiable malcontent:
running my mouth off,
principal fooled,
stealing my youth for my own damn needs,
skipping school.

I am a fabulous mystery:
lying too smoothly,
friends confused,
making Chicago my carnival wonderland,
nothing left true.

I am a sad story:
lives destroyed,
nothing learned,
riding off into my fabulous
sunset unearned.

- Ferris Bueller

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