My mate Andy laughs

Because of a 15 year old boy

He sees inside me

Who makes too many

Risky decisions

And so a leap that ends in mud

Can become analagous

For middle age

Unsuccessfully evaded

Today I made this journey

Through the town where I was born

(But also in my head)

Along scruffy streets

Whose memories

Are monoblocked

Overshadowed by MacDonalds

Pretentious

Under new street furniture

And just underneath my skin

An adolescent

Squirms