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Spring
Music blares
beer bottles
crash
on cement.
Polished rims
shine
in the moonlight
on Chicago Ave.
Everyone is out tonight
to prove something:
to the cops
to the neighborhood
to themselves.
Youth betrayed
by cold bravado
waiting in shadows
for anything
on the first night of spring.
beer bottles
crash
on cement.
Polished rims
shine
in the moonlight
on Chicago Ave.
Everyone is out tonight
to prove something:
to the cops
to the neighborhood
to themselves.
Youth betrayed
by cold bravado
waiting in shadows
for anything
on the first night of spring.
Published 27th Aug 2013
| Edited 9th Jan 2014
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