Taking The StairsA Poem by PeteHow could youths better learn to live than by at once trying the experiment of living? - Thoreaucigarettes danglin' young and new fanglin' windows rolled down wind in thick, mullet hair holes in threadbare jeans cruising 'round in a gold, tricked out, ford grenadagoing everywhere and nowhere betting life on a wing and a prayer custom stereo blaring the stones to near deafness rattling neighborhood windows causing tremors in patched asphalt like the san andreas fault rockin' and rollin' by default knowing everything and nothing the world was ours and youth forever the music and times would never end joy and happiness just around the next bend there was no tomorrow no yesterday no worries no cares no false airs the world ours and not theirs the future a game of musical chairs whilst everybody waited for the elevator we ran up the stairs © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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