considering the options
i use a different approach
blank stares from across
this empty room
i try to remember what
it was i did wrong
problems swept under the rug
i go for a ride with the boys who
smell so nice and light my cigarettes
they are young, like me, hungry
almost agitated by female presence
i hold the power of a hot, humid saturday
sweaty, breathless words in the backseat
now i look through the window at the rain
and wish for something more than riding in cars
\
with boys
i run downstairs and
out the door
into the revving engine
of a translucent friend
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