It does not touch me,
this music of my younger self,
when my name was unknown
and I lived on nothing but sex
and cigarettes and fast food,
when I was in love again every other week.
I hear it clearly, each intricate part,
I understand it, even admire it,
but I cannot feel its passion,
the longing, the sharp hunger,
the lust for newness of that young man.
It does not touch me now.
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