you got a lousy rainbow

so what

sure as bad weather

there will be another

and your chariot

busted down

and never swung

low to carry you home

stop hanging on

to threads

leading to kites

in lightning clouds

you didn’t

discover eccentricity

nobody your age

should still be pulling

a red wagon

filled with flyaway weeds

dandelion dreams

stop trying to be

the Pied Piper

of the Peter Pan principal

as dragons

drag you down

through dungeons

of despair

when will

you grow

up and discover

that tree growing

in Brooklyn

and that

secret Garden

State highway

to adulthood

where like

Robin Hood

you can steal

from the richness

of your childhood

to give to

your poor

attempt at

maturity

- Ivan Jenson