poetry needs to suck sometimes

i sing a duet
with my teenaged heart
love may tear
us apart
it’s hard to
believe
i’m in my 40s
and haven’t got
any better
at poetry (poe aught ree)
cry in the bath
for auld lang syne
you’ve got to believe me
that i tried this time
we always knew
it would come to this
the universe is so small
and poetry, so big

i really loved the song, love will tear us apart, when i was younger. i don’t revisit early obsessions much. then sometimes i listen to 90s music and i’m like ah man culture was so much better in the 90s. 

i can’t remember the last time i listened to joy division though. but i recorded two covers of love will tear us apart between the ages of about 15 and 18 and i listen to them every now and then and try and imagine being that age. i think i felt broadly the same, but much more insecure. no idea what job i would have, where i would live, would i find love. it’s scary being young.