fragility is smoking outside of room 122

Feb 02, 2006 11:42

she is lighting up and breathing in
smoke erupting from between her lips

head against the concrete wall
hair disheveled
clothes a mess of color and face a pucker of question.
circles in eyes are brown.
circles beneath them are blue.
heart like a ball and chain dragging from untied gym shoes.

the boys and girls walk to and from the swinging doors
ignoring the pity
unapologetically feeling shitty
unapologetically feeling. she decides.
and breaks inside.

she is proud
her chin juts out
but the boy with the glasses walks by and sees through
he thinks while dodging the smoke she blew
"fragility is smoking outside of room 122"
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