NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Nineteen

 

 

Gauge

 

The day

I'm excited

to meet more

fellows who

give me orders

and lead me 

around place

to place

becoming

my Dad

by sheer

sum of 

their ages

that's when

I'll become

too old 

to parse

passive 

agression

and all 

attempts

to dissect

this body

by pushing

buzzwords

into chest.