thick smoke, shitty lungs
two kids at party
at corner,
one long, thin nerved out
drugged in youth
one like-so Jane
short hair, dress too
talk begets smoke,
begets cough and
choke
two kids lick lips
look, eyes,
wait for the other
to shut
the hell
up
(long kid) long enough
so maybe they might press
the old page together;
leave little, long lean kid's kiss
indents
perhaps
on the other(?)
well this
could take
all
night
long kid, listless youth
lost one too,
if this don't go through
well hey there!
(hotshot)
sighingly say
short shape
jane
when we gonna dance?
when we gonna paint?
rush in
like fools
rush out
front doors
head house
head
home together
then
alone
all because
one
all because of two
all because
three
hours of chit chit
chat
is just
a little
too
much.
