They all want to play at life.

They all want to play at life.
They have not exactly gone to college.
Nor gotten their girlfriends pregnant,
Nor seen a best friend falling with booze gagging the throat,
Not exactly seen their mothers lying in hospital beds
	dying in deadflower-smelling sheets,
Not exactly this have they gotten at nor the meaning of
	responsibility -- O responsibility, responsibility given by an uncaring
	sequence of events -- in the most joyous life the Lord, God gave to man
Yet they all want to play at life because it is free
	like all children were free and to stand by a red
	Corvette with its keys in the hand and then
	to say over sexy and say over sexy loving, flirtatious
	meaningless words masking a heart's doubting,
	doubting,
This is something that calls and calls to their blood.
They are dreaming when they talk about it and they know
	it is dreaming to be particular about it and yet:  They
	all want to play at life.

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