Saturday, March 03, 2007


Wanting to stuff
as many pleasures into the years
as their cheeks can hold,
they spend hours in the malls and streets
laughing, their eyes sitting in that strange dark background
that comes from paint and their hair delicate and clean,
caught and moved by every breeze.

They often keep their mouths open
letting everybody see their
pure pink tongues. So much fun
immersed in funny things and baubles,
the groups of friends
who know everybody,
assume success and
never get turned away.
Forever, they will buy things that make no sense
and sip the manufactured pleasure
of seeing everyone notice.
They will live forever.
They will pack to the brightest avenues


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