Nothing’s quite like before, is it?
It isn’t like we used to be.
We can’t sit under the stars
And guess which ones are still out there.
We can’t tickle each other until neither of us can breathe.
We can’t just hold hands for a little while.
Nothing’s the same since we decided to grow up.
We became too old for childhood joys,
Better than those “kiddy things”
Now it is about rushed kisses and quick grabs
Not sharing toys and inside jokes.
It is about short skirts to expose the legs,
And kissing each other’s necks and other places.
It isn’t about going home together to finish homework
So we can catch the after dinner cartoons.
Fart jokes have been replaced by sex jokes,
And teddy bears by blow up dolls.
Nothing’s quite like before, is it?
Not since we decided we were too old for lolly pops,
Too good for bright green stuffed dogs.
Mommies and daddies are now an inconvenience,
A bar against explorations.
But whatever happened to the days of dandelions,
Where the worst thing that could happen
Wasn’t getting pregnant.
But the monster in the closet.
Nothing’s quite like before.
Is it?
Author notes
Started as the lyric "Nothing's like before" from the song Clean and Simple. I'm trying to get out of my set line number box. So there are different line numbers in some stanzas, AAAHHHH.
For those of you who know me, I know in the poem it seems like it is about sex. And it sort of is, but not in THAT way. It just kind of wrote itself that way. I'M AS PURE AS THE NEW DRIVEN SNOW I SWEAR!
Please tell me what you think
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I am back in Ohio and have a couple weeks before I get to go back, we should hang out. This poem sounds really bad, if I didn't know you and benypo I would be concerned.
This was my favorite section:
But whatever happened to the days of dandelions,
Where the worst thing that could happen
Wasn’t getting pregnant.
But the monster in the closet.
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