hot afternoon & we're
melting away, trying
not to move
sit still and let the world
kaleidoscope around us
this cold drink in my hand, these
familiar faces surrounding as we
lounge around and wave our hands at flies,
at friends, at the thick air
underage skater boys with sticky smiles
old men hiding beers inside paper bags
hipster girls in heels bumming cigarettes
moving and flowing through this street scene dance
of hellos and goodbyes and this day
this month this summer - they're
going too fast i need a pause
a signal, a memento
something more to
hold onto.
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