runaway

[dead man]

i can't

remember why i never called. our epilogue
cheesy nachos pretzel salt
baseball diamond, boxing rings and metal vaults
flannel with the denim arms
poolshark chevy rental car
sinsemilla epsilon, as
high as your cholesterol. we ventured onward
swear to god, i never wanted
growing up to make it awkward
fatherhood is honesty and clear responses
check deposits practice modest
guilty conscience, pinky promise
Nerfgun fights and rocket launches
propane grill Vienna sausage. responsibility
you sorta wanted. sometimes it was just too much
for a runaway in South Chicago

thank you