Thursday 13th September


She was held together with nicotine & alcohol,
“I’m desperate for a cigarette!”
She said,
Rocking from side-to-side,
Looking more desperate than that,
“Do you think if I go out they’ll let me back in?”

I thought she meant America,
“Maybe not”
I told her,
But she looked straight through me,
Lost in reverie,
As her friend clung to me,
Closer than bones,
Shifting position,
Beaming as the camera flashed,
“California is the best place on Earth don’t you think?”


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