I try to remember the boy
the young man
who thought he would figure out the world
soon
and if he couldn't fix it
at least understand it
so he could live with it
I do know more now
and the world is far more complicated than I expected
and nastier
as if water had spread farther and wider and deeper
than one of our Great Lakes
but become a cesspool as it did
bubbling at the bottom
bubbling in the icy cold
our instruments tell us
it is down there
and I still sit at its edge
and stare down into it
what I thought then was clear water
excremental now
but I still stare
wondering
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