He has an element shirt on,
and bar-laced etnies.
The laces are neon green
like the Mr. Yuck stickers
we plaster all over
our Jansports.

He looks just like me
except with
different branding.

She loves him,
wavy and contrived hair
dangling in his eyes.



God, I hate him.
Her, too.

I wonder what her **** look like.
Big ******* probably.
Giant flappy meat curtains too.



God, I love her.