Hormonal Warship

do you remember when

we’d chase the wind?

never really caring 

about anything,

we promised to be 

friends right till the end

an unspoken vow to defend,

paddling pools

hosepipe fountains, 

summer days climbing 

make-believe mountains, 

the call of the wild

were the woods

behind our house,

scaling the trees, 

bloodied knees, 

simplicity 

in all its charms, 

life in its infancy was 

a reckless call to arms,

a hacky sack, a rugby ball,

playing the fool

trying to act cool,

smoking hand rolled 

cigarettes whilst 

bunking off school,

graffitiing the classrooms

swigging cider laced 

with mushrooms,

it was such a beautiful infusion

tripping the light illusion,

we’d crumple up 

our homework 

to use as fuel for fire,

the more we drank 

we’d slowly get higher,

we didn’t give a shit about

what we were ingesting

it was the only way to make 

Geography interesting,

as puberty popped inside us

we felt our hearts 

for the very first time,

a rabbit in the headlights

caught in loves firing line,

sweaty palms,

on the edge of panic

sinking undignified 

like the dreaded Titanic,

as I lent in cautiously 

fumbling a kiss,

I completely missed her lips,

it was clear this chick 

was shooting from the hip, 

I was staggering seasick

on the deck of a hormonal 

warship … Man Overboard !!