I realize
I own a lot
of t-shirts
for bands
I don’t listen too
anymore
but the shirts
are artifacts
that show
I was once
someone who was
somewhat hip
someone who knew
people with guitars
and played them loud
and never thought
of finger picking
or turning down
their amplifiers
these shirts
stop me
from being old
no matter what
my joints say
or how early
I go to sleep
they are magic
time machines
like Doloreans
or phone booths
making me
hip again
despite my
tapered khakis
and worn out
tennis shoes.
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