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In Front of Me

  • Writer: Sebastian Jack
    Sebastian Jack
  • Dec 18, 2025
  • 2 min read

Updated: Jan 6



a mother waited, smiled, knelt

before the boy, his FIRST day school


“I’ll BOW your laces.. WATCH,” he felt

a learning filled with joy, our fool


would stare at tangles threaded, love

so plain, COULD MAKE a heart, its beat


uneven.. leaving nest as dove

to soar in LEATHER wrapping feet


---


a father looked at almost-man

with LOOSENED collar, LOOPING mess


around his neck, the class began

“I’ll teach you how,” a LESSON less


on ways to KNOT A BIAS WAND

of silk about a son.. is more


a moment shared, an ever bond

BATON IS PASSED through open door


---


with window full of BREATHING breezes

stood before his friend, “I think


I feel an EYELASH STUCK..” as freezes

letting roommate look, would blink


when trying NOT to notice nearness

craving closer interspersed


with running from, in SHARP unclearness

finding ways to hide a thirst


---


in LOCKERROOM with others dressing

zipper stuck, his Levi’s half


revealing, GAPING ENTRY, pressing

twisting, yanking boxers.. laugh


of someone wearing ONLY TOWEL

‘fore our lad, permitted try


release the metal teeth, “I NOW WILL

reach inside, unsnag..” unshy


---


random night of bingeing, beers

and “South Park” seasons, BESTIES couched


with both their girlfriends out, our peers

were FEASTING on the FREEZER, slouched


with spoons in mouths and CHOCOLATE LIPS

their giggles mounting, turned the one


“You’ve ice cream on your cheek..” the DRIPS

were licked, as two, their lives, undone


---


NOTHING changes, more the same

if never find the light of soul


UNLEARN the reasons, felling blame

accepting self and what is old


as ever part of child WINNING

boy who prayed would grow up good


and make his PARENTS PROUD, unsinning

choosing what he shouldn’t..


should







 
 

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