in the fifth grade
we whispered oaths with wide-open eyes
the decaying gums of a chronic smoker
and the **** addict's exposed ribs and bleeding scabs
burned into our retinas
but they never thought to warn us
of the dangers of warm brown eyes
and a smile like floodlights
of ragged breaths in a window seat
and the drug that his hands can be
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
in the fifth grade
we whispered oaths with wide-open eyes
the decaying gums of a chronic smoker
and the **** addict's exposed ribs and bleeding scabs
burned into our retinas
but they never thought to warn us
of the dangers of warm brown eyes
and a smile like floodlights
of ragged breaths in a window seat
and the drug that his hands can be
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