i dream about
that girl
that girl
who can wear that
dress
and smoke
after school
she can let her
hair down
even on the hot days
and let it fall
and dance
on the small of her back
she breaths in
the lethal fumes
that don't even touch her
her porcelain skin
too taut to let the
poisons in
she sits and lets
the sun melt on her face
as she lays on the freshly
cut grass
the boys staring
and her not caring
i sit and stare
at that girl
who sits and stares
right back at me
through the smoke
of my infinite
dreams