On John Knowles A Separate Peace Poem by David McLansky

On John Knowles A Separate Peace

It never pays to over think
Like adolescents on the brink,
Adulthood is a lonely quest
The Conscious rarely pass the test;
They assume that everything is their fault
And put their fears within the vault;
Oh, the lurid thoughts of might have beens
Had we not been seized by sudden whims;
Some kill the things they’ve grown to love,
All it takes is a little shove;
The world’s a green and dangerous place,
Our destiny - a loss of face;
When I walk I walk with my chin tucked in
So no one can see my red chagrin.