Seduction is philosophical
Blonde boys play games
Like backwoods checkers
Blonde boys love brunette haired girls
Because pigment stains their wrists like tattoo ink
Distance is a screaming match
Between past lives and past loves
Blonde boys wear bracelets
To cover tattooed wrists
Across boarders, coasts, and continents
Voices cruise through noses and throat boxes
To bear the bad news

I think coffee smells like cigarettes
And I think cigarettes smell like far off Summers