like bullet holes

[needle_hearts]

i. like bullet holes

kissing underneath where
your nail has turned blue
I kissed you bullet
And whispered

//good night//

ii. broken cigarettes

an ashtray full of smoked-to-the-filter-menthols
splitting hearts right down the middle
there was something in the way that she was talking
that made you break down and cry
on your way to the gas-station

iii. there’s a girl robbing the liquor store

we laugh because
there was a time
when:

we would have been the ones with the guns and the bags.

iv. painting with nail polish

there were unmarked walls
and we had nail polish
and markers,
we recorded our history (in the making) on the bedroom walls

years from now, we’ll find it and cry
at immaturity
and sheer brilliant in our words.

v. Kleenex roses

Tossing away packages,
Wrapped condoms that didn’t matter,
Anyways.

vi. glass pipes and marijuana

smoking like we were going to live forever
and we were.

vii. supporting emo

there were birds in the parking lot and
gunshots in the air,
the girl in the passenger seat whispered:

//fades to black//