weekday night, dead cars
by Randomanthony
genre:
Poetry
description:
weekday night, dead cars
chapters
chapter 1:
weekday night, dead cars
weekday night, dead cars
chapter 1
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updated 06/17/08
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She needs a jump,
Stopping me in the lobby
Beneath the security lights.
I pull my cables from the trunk as we
Talk through which teeth
Go where
Long black hair
Waiting for her dad to call back
She says
Thank you
Too much
And speaks of classes and boyfriends and
Babysitters and
How her dad knows all about cars.
Can’t leave young mothers to the
Darkest of winter
Won’t leave young mothers to the
Darkest of winter
We stand before the open hood
And talk of children.
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Stopping me in the lobby
Beneath the security lights.
I pull my cables from the trunk as we
Talk through which teeth
Go where
Long black hair
Waiting for her dad to call back
She says
Thank you
Too much
And speaks of classes and boyfriends and
Babysitters and
How her dad knows all about cars.
Can’t leave young mothers to the
Darkest of winter
Won’t leave young mothers to the
Darkest of winter
We stand before the open hood
And talk of children.
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