Grow up

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Growing up then
Is the move into a state of detachment
It is the move into the realm
Of subject and object
Where what was once real is
Redelivered as an orange
Endorphin promoting chance card
That niggles your synaptic network
Then and only then
When real life is a series of printed or onscreen equivalence
Can your grown up mind
Pen you into the rational domain
By telling you that the embodied life of felt sense is in the past
And therefore pure nostalgia
Which we all know is bad
And then it will continually feed you
Golden nuggets of vintage
Leaving you too woozy to care

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