Home Time

Home Time
by Anne E Thompson

Lurching across the road,
In testosterone fueled bravado,
The tide of newly grown men,
Blustered loudly towards home.

Untucked scrumpled white shirts,
In conformity spurned denial,
With ties asunder,
Blazers flapping loosely.

Untied shoes scuffed of all polish,
Heavy bags slung with ease across shoulders,
Carrying books and study guides,
Pens by the dozen
And yesterdays forgotten lunch.

Obscenity smattered jokes,
Accompany loose lipped laughter,
As they mock and abuse
In affection filled farewells,
And their paths diverge,
For another day.

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