Boy

Sometimes I wonder how to reach beyond that crooked smile and those  blazing eyes?
I wonder, what is he thinking? 
What feelings are lodged inside of his heart? 

(he goes jumping from one thing to the next...) 

Eyes, darting from one thing to the next. 

To me it seems that he has had the same look on his face his entire life, 
as if he sees things no one else can,
as if he hears things no one else can. 

Running from one thing to the next, 
as if some invisible fuse has been lit, 
once it burns down, 
he acts as if there is no time left to waste, 
in finding something, 
to begin again, 
and again, 
and again, 
until there is nothing left, 
and then, 
he is still looking for soemthing new. 

T.S. Deary 
12/14/23