How can you

How can you,
Like what's new? 
All of you,
innocent,
in your plastic,
wannabe world. 
Somehow you know the lyrics to any new song,
Just the second,
it comes out.
I I halfheartedly learn too,
And spend my life,
Like you do,
And I sure do hope I can get you out,
So you too,
can finally know,
What quality means again. 
 

emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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  • leaving the heart

    she takes the stairs, 

    her heels click clacking down the hardwood steps. 

    she turns the tarnished silver doorknob, 

    and the door creaks open. 

     

    before her sits a man. 

  • too far to hold

    I catch a glimpse. 

    from afar, 

    the shine of his silky hair in the golden sunlight

    his expression unreadable, 

    as if he's pondering something he'd never tell a soul. 

  • watching him

    Kathy watched out her window as Samuel left his apartment, 

    spit his gum on the ground

    and lit his cigarette. 

    the same as yesterday. 

    the same as every day.