Someday You'll Walk In, and I'll Be Waiting

life is living until you're dying
the small moments put everything in perspective
not until you know true suffering can the
insignificant be appreciated
for what it is
keep it for a souvenir
we travel our whole lives through other peoples
opinions
through other peoples eyes
unoriginal macho energy
be on guard
be weary
youth fenced in, face pressed to chain link fence
shattered glass on fist
and we punch each other out
then bruised and bloody
we steal wives
and steal horses