Vernacular
Lozenge of Love! Medallion of Art!
No, that kind of proclamation requires
A dizzy quantity of nausea-inducing emotion.
Yet one can understand why they hurl
Themselves forward without any attempt
At tempering their own bravado.
Everyone at 17 is a rock star, a sylph,
Desirable to vampires, flawless and
New. It’s not because of the Internet or
Cell phones, but you can’t speak their
Language anymore. A vernacular that
Assured can only be unlearned with age.
