in a mixtape frame of mind
feeling decidely eighties
like being thirty in school
pretending to be teen
john hughes scripting me
dance and cut between scenes
every day rained
every day was school uniform grey
getting beaten up
and used to knowing more
than the average bear
it felt realer than the ninerties
not xeroxed throwback dreams
that taste like processed meat
we were quicker on our feet
365 2020 