It will be such and such a year, br the sun appearing now and then, br clouds over cola, booze and beer, br teenagers now grey-bearded men, br corn on the cob and sizzling meats, br smoke from a charcoal-heated grill. br There will be women, cries, and feats, br dandelions on a hill, br twister, spin the bottle, hide br and seek. There will be joy and laughter, br marshmallows, bonfire and hayride, br a game of softball the day after. br Only you will lag behind, br Nineteen Eighty-Four no nearer— br your clothing, hairstyle, language, mind— br trapped inside a rear-view mirror.