Friday, 1 June 2007

Summer of '92

I can't remember
When packed lunches
Last lacked punches.
I remember.
You're a big boy.
I'm a convoy
Of complexes;
Shifting sexes.
You're a breaker
And a bruiser.
I'm a faker
And a loser.

You're an anvil.
And I'm roadkill.
I remember:
My heart's a landfill.

I can't recall now
Where you took me.
I was small.
How you hooked me.
We were smoking;
You were groping,

You smoked for me.
Your hands tore me,
On a park bench.
I'm defenceless.
You're a speedfreak.
I'm much younger.
You have drug chic.
I have hunger.

You're an anvil.
I am roadkill.
I remember:
My heart's a landfill.

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