Imperfections of Everywhere

Adolescents are excellent

Reminders that nowhere is great.

There’s always good reason to leave,

To escape, to find somewhere else.

The restlessness may be a phase,

But the sensors are accurate.

Nowhere is actually perfect.

There’s reason for embarrassment,

Possibly terror, everywhere.

It’s just the focus that’s tighter

In the emerging mind—the frame

Renders important what’s wrong here.

If age and experience shrug

And make a virtue of one place,

It’s thanks to distaste for others.