sounds
by bruised
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-22 20:27:00
Parent message is 215275
distraction
i walked to the movies
to meet a friend
with the buildins
runnin up to the sky
on my left and right
see californians
blond and tanned
defined skin
and flip flips
the bums
that start conversation
for a cigarette
the man
that asked me out
not knowin
what the hell
is name is even
followin me
while i try
to avoid conversation
that is menial
makin me uncomfortable
in the cotton i wear
he’s starin
i look forward
to show disregard
“wanna another friend”
hell no
weirdo fuck
i wanna say
but isn’t social etiquitte
“well, i promised
my friend we’d spend
some quality time together”
sorry
lyin out my ass
to get him off
of me
wonder what the hell
it is that attracts
this guy to me
i chalk it up
to phremones
from the heat
that kisses my shoulder
shades of tan’d brown
that remind me
of honey and cinnamon
finally arrivin
at the thearter
bye