we lived entire summers after midnight
the cherry glow of cigarettes piercing
the dark like blades      sweat-drenched
skateboards w/ profanities scribbled on
the decks      the sound of ball-bearings
on dirty concrete       bandanas thru our
beltloops     the feeling of roads we never
skated girls we never kissed mornings
we never saw

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