the girls

the girls are –

the girls are –                                                                           the girls are smoking!:

sometimes cigarettes sometimes weed sometimes cigarettes hollowed out stuffed with weed the girls are walking down the street the girls are getting their hair done at the salon the girls are getting their nails done at the salon the girls are tanning fuck the lack of sunlight at the salon the girls are buying bubbly sodas & honeyed chocolates & pink bubblegum at the 7-eleven on the corner the girls are buying the blue cigarette packs it ain’t bad for you my momma been smoking these for decades & she fine at the 7-eleven on the corner the girls are buying weed after dark this the freshest shit in supply in the cracked alleyways the girls are puffing cigarettes saccharinely & eating french fries did you see the way he eyed me? outside the fast food joint the girls are smoking cigarettes coughing walking down the block in black bootie heels the girls are passing around a bottle of cinnamon whiskey getting drunk girl why don’t you go rest in the bedroom with the blonde boy, he’ll take care of you I promise at a house party the girls are smoking a pipe on the roof of the parking garage the girls are reading Shakespeare & Kerouac & old poetry compilations from Powell’s & read page 47 at least 27 times dog-ear pages the girls are practicing french-inhales & o’s & ghosts in the mascara-stained mirror propped against the broken closet door the girls are doing push ups together telling each other i don’t want to be fat like ever/me too the girls are out of rolling paper & blunt wraps motherfucking shit, i’m broke/me too decide to roll a joint with the flimsy paper of the title page of an unread Bible            amen   the girls are smoking that watching the letters burn off first the e then the l then the b then the i then the B watching the milksmoke watch that curdle the air the girls are out of cigarettes take my car, drive careful, cops’ll fuck you up for not having a license decide to go buy more cigarettes crash the car at the drugstore the girls are teaching themselves how to cook recipes fuck, we ran out of flour again their families cooked the girls are going out on walks late at night just for fresh crisp air & a better look at the stars the girls are smoking cigarettes on the balcony did you see the way she glared at me? seated in black wicker chairs the girls are buying plants & now they own plants the girls are watering their plants the girls are trying to decide fuck it give me the eyeliner & the remover wipes & don’t knock on the door for at least 5 minutes to wear makeup or not the girls are trying to decide fuck it give me the spandex to wear a dress or pants the girls are painting their nails with sparklingcyan or emeraldmatte or fluorescentorange or french the girls are browsing the internet clicking on pink links for hair advice the girls are flatironing their hair smell that shit? it’s burning replenishing the burnt hair with drugstore hair oil the girls are doing laundry at the laundromats let’s hit a new laundromat every tuesday we gotta find the one where the cute boys kick it the girls are skipping class going driving down backroads the girls are wondering what the boys think the girls are singing passionately & dancing rowdily the girls are smoking roll another one the girls are smoking the girls are laughing                             

the girls are –