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Game 22

12/15/2015

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​CHI 115               PHI 96

Smart kid
They reassured my mother
Just doesn’t apply himself.

Disruptive and distracting
But very capable.


That’s what they said.

What they meant, though,was
I was a pain in the ass--
Hard to control.

Smart and volatile and impossible to steer.
A danger to myself and others.

And they were right.
Sort of.

The truth is
I didn’t apply myself--
Not like they meant.

Because
As kids
We are applied
Liberally
All over everything
By the slathered hands
Of bumbling blindmen.

So we close our eyes
And hold on tight
And if we’re lucky

We make it through.

And from there
We can start searching

For our selves 
To apply.
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