Won't Know Until Later

Won't Know Until Later

A Poem by Mike Goodwin
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California girls we're unforgettable, Daisy dukes bikinis on top.

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I wish I knew age. I wish I knew maturity. I feel like I would be much more old if I was older. I feel like I would be much more mature if I had maturity. I feel like I would be wise if I was old. I don't know if there will be more to know when I'm old. I am so curious to see what is different. To see what is different from my seventeenth year to my eighty fourth year. To pit my seventeen perception against my eighty-four perception. My seventeen formulation against my eighty-four formulation. How does the mind change? How do people change? Molded by experience, perceptions are altered and formulations are made more mature. But does this make them better? I guess it doesn't matter. Perceptions and formulations are that kind of collective thing. Every single one is unique, every one is a valuable piece of understanding with an identity. Because of this, I figured that identity grows. It gains more facets as it matures. I don't know if it's only for people. Inanimate identities. Do they grow by themselves? Do they grow with people? And not grow at all? But in a way they still do. Because it is all perception. Feeling is perception in a sense. Feeling is a sense. I am not akin to the sense of growth; because I haven't grown very much. I know what is like to mature, but I do on a small scale. Is n00b in the dictionary yet... cont.

© 2012 Mike Goodwin


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Mike Goodwin
California girls we're unforgettable, Daisy dukes bikinis on top.

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Added on September 25, 2012
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