(no subject)
four score and two weeks ago we were sitting on the curb of that busy street that was pocked with puddles even during a drought
we were basking in the sun and showering in the splash of semis and fixed gears
whistling through the holes in our hands at the girls across the way hey don't look at us that way our misogyny is only ironic.
our fathers imprisoned for impersonating false dietys wondered why we never visited as we sat and smoked menthols, discussed authors we'd never read
waiting
we swore silently winked at passerbys wandered to the overpass and dropped exhaled breath from the ledge
we sat on roofs with legs knocking on duplex windows smoking winking smiling like contented sharks, slept upright and speaking.
we made love without moving we tore our pants hopping fences we could have walked around
i whistled your name into the wind but never hold you
we were basking in the sun and showering in the splash of semis and fixed gears
whistling through the holes in our hands at the girls across the way hey don't look at us that way our misogyny is only ironic.
our fathers imprisoned for impersonating false dietys wondered why we never visited as we sat and smoked menthols, discussed authors we'd never read
waiting
we swore silently winked at passerbys wandered to the overpass and dropped exhaled breath from the ledge
we sat on roofs with legs knocking on duplex windows smoking winking smiling like contented sharks, slept upright and speaking.
we made love without moving we tore our pants hopping fences we could have walked around
i whistled your name into the wind but never hold you