high school poetry
3:45 PMit was only high school poetry.
it was only you with your august eyes and us with our tuesday love.
we had gold in our eyes and lead on our papers
but we were far too brave to write in pencil.
we had gold on our palms and lead on our fingers
but we washed our hands every sunday.
we had black on our jeans and white on our faces
because we were far too poetic to admit it.
admit it.
it was only high school poetry.
5 comments
I like this a lot but I don't want to like it at all, because I don't want to feel like it was just high school poetry, ya know?
ReplyDeleteBut this was good. Really good.
I have never read one post so many times, white faces and washing hands, holy poop that was good
ReplyDeleteI have never read one post so many times, white faces and washing hands, holy poop that was good
ReplyDeletethe washing the hands....yeah
ReplyDeletethis is really good.
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