as these days fade out, blackness into blue,
that summer teenage feeling washes in again
like a tetherless existance
like weighing in at zero with no foresight to the next second
thick bass strings
thick sunscreen
thick pain in the stomach from junkfood and excess

adapt to the dried soda stickiness in the webs of your fingers
the constant cuts and the salt that settles in them
you and your difficult girls with one note of behavior
become tiring so quickly
become familiar too fast

there is no fear of death behind their eyes,
just uncertainty,
brash and unsure explosions from some thoughtless place
sugared up with a smile, a long-practiced laugh

my days of pools are coming, skateboarding on concrete,
warm nights in parking lots,
fructose juice drinks,
apartments owned by some removed acquaintance

days of wasps and lizards overpopulating the porch
heat and sweat and stinging skin
short dresses
desert nights

where will your memories fade
of some lip-glossed girl,
so unknowable,
into the same hot sidewalk days of your youth?