having witnessed the decay of the elder: the crash of a glass made of plastic

Faster than the growing rapture
and
surrounded by endless gaiety,
there you are,
awakening the most pleasant
of all delights.

The precise coherent set of shapes
that releases a glimpse of immensity
by making the swing sway helplessly.

Their enraged bitterness won't
ruin your fleeting fervour.

I wonder if you know you're perfect;
Kid... just wondered if you knew.
~