/ o.L.d .H.igh s.K.hoolA Poem by d. c. smithEmpty basements and friendship bracelets Suburban faces and beer in cases Satin laces and forgotten places Setting paces with teeth in braces Tall blond girls in tie-dye swirls Hair that curls through finger-twirls Necks in pearls, like dancing-whirls Lost the world; my heart unfurled Pretty smile, you're worth my while Run a mile for your denial Sit on tile and a lovely pile Your eyes beguile; keep this on file© 2009 d. c. smithReviews
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