young cowboy Look at the hero. There he goes - Mr. Star Student, packed his #life into the Jeep, adolescence in a cardboard box. He was a king among puberty-ridden boys and 1A divisions A flaming chivalry won the student body, but all he knows is that mocking laughter of success crying out “Go on, fool!” College is a playground - he muses. Enter the player and the ego. Admonishment splayed on the frat lawn - He walks to the slaughter house. I left the party And call off the search for introspection. I am the thing he will never know. Behind the glory and the battles fought on artificial turf - what he hoped to find at the end. Identity, perhaps its somewhere in this toxic firmament of underaged rituals - he muses. He journeys on, passing me by again and again and again
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