...And Three Hot Guys Who Like To Burn Stuff (aka why chocolate and marshmallows are bad for you)
I know I'll pay for this someday.There's no way you can spend half a day
with your best friend and another friend
and three hot guys who like to burn stuff
and not pay, someday, some way, somehow.
There's just no way.
*****
I know I'll pay for
climbing up a tree
and some vines
across a rusted roof filled with holes
and through a window into a dilapidated shack
to see if you're surprised.
You are. I laugh.
There's no way I'm allowed to feel that---
blissful?
peaceful?
beautiful?
When I'm stuck in a rundown shack
with my best friend and another friend
and three hot guys who like to burn stuff
and not pay, someday, some way, somehow.
There's just no way.
*****
I know I'll really pay for
letting myself go
being natural
being happy
being bold
For climbing a thousand trees
and gathering a thousand scars
I know I'll pay for
pissing off the bitchy squirrel who lives in the crack-ridden wall
For wanting to lie on the roof with you
and count the wisteria blossoms
For shutting him and his girlfriend in their room together
with a bigass door from downstairs
For sitting in the window across from you
not talking, just thinking
flipping my gangster hat up and down
---well, not my hat, actually
I'll pay for that too
stealing his ghetto orange hat.
There's no way I won't pay for
trespassing on abandoned property
with my best friend and another friend
and three hot guys who like to burn stuff
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, WHO GIVES A DAMN.
If I'm headed for hell, at least I'll have had some fun
before I get there.
Words by PoeticProcrastination
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Written on 2006-05-01 at 02:48
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