by Paul Semel


sitting in the same room I was in
when fourth graders looked like old people
I sometimes wonder
if I'll ever get out

there's something kind of sad
26 and living at home
like life doesn't begin
'til you're out of the house

everything up 'til then
is just role playing
with mom and dad to catch you
when you fall down

26 used to seem so old
people were married by then
running after kids
a dog beneath their heels

replacing the bed didn't matter
moving things around
only strained my back
and no matter how many times
I convinced myself otherwise
I still think I won't be happy
just pushing my bed around


Poem copyright © 1995 Paul Semel
Background art copyright © 1995-1998 Romeo Esparrago

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