Broken threads on cut-off jeans
Ugly laughs splitting seams
Rattling air-conditioners
Bottled bleach & skateboard stickers
Walking home with a pickled brain
Burning eyes with leopard print
I think that I have seen enough
It's possible I've seen too much
Without thinking so, it's neither good nor bad
Photographs freeze for me
Drown my head in imagery
Body mass thick with memories
Reaching critical density
Bending down you dropped a coin
Profile cuts like hollow point
Full volume cursed sighted gift
Can't forget a second of it
Without thinking so, it's neither good nor bad