I sat watching 3 girls,
couldn’t be any older than 12,
wearing shorts cut by
expectations and
taking pictures
with coffee cups and
wearing make up
stronger than
perfume clouds
following like
hitchhikers
and
a slow car.
**** magazines and enraptured
by the irrelevant famous,
exposing the youth’s lack
of interest in literature,
callow and murderous,
glasses filled and cocksure,
the world in front of them
and yet they’re taking
steps backwards
MJB