Feelings in no time

Whippersnapping through teenybopped
Whipped rhythm of pop culture,
Some delve deeper to meet their
First dioptria, first silver icicles in hair
In no time.

First road blocks
or unread however long-desired
Colourful
International calendars,

So to take time
They play with massive and expensive toys,

Sometimes each other,

 Sending each other
 Carelessly drawn hieroglyphics
 As a sign of amity.

   Is late youth a subjective time zone?

Devoted to  Transnational Laboratories which elaborate genetics and anti-age programmes, as well as scholars who dwell on the topic of neuroplasticity

Why do I place this under civil poetry?
Because being a scholar is an identity, and this piece of writing is aimed at a specific audience of well-read people who are open to irony and innovations however haven't forgotten the lessons of history.


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