Ashy Elbows

it's 9:15 and for 60 seconds, the hands on the clock are in a horizontal line

you smell of Lipton tea with lime, and you said that I

smelled like instant hot cocoa powder.

violets are my favorite flower

so you put some in my hair, and we talked about

the downfall of

capitalism.

laissez-faire, laissez-faire, laissez-faire

we got ashy elbows from rolling in the dirt

you been cryin lately, been rolling in the hurt

mom tells older sister stop rolling up her skirt

but won't tell little brother stop trolling Google earth

this is a problem that

you are all faced with

maybe our outlook

just needs a facelift

I know your eyes are shut so you don't see you face it

but you do face it

but you won't say it

it's 9:16

the grass is green, I mean

it always is but

it just has this certain gleam

the porch light hit it

at just the right angle,

at just the right spot.

we got a good view;

our fingers entangled

we got ashy elbows from rolling in the sand

our parents like to act like they really understand

and we don't wanna be like them as if we ever can

can this be in our hands—

our own life plans?

this is a problem that we are all faced with

maybe your outlook just needs a facelift

you know our eyes are shut cause we don't wanna face it

but we do face it

even though we don't say it

we got ashy elbows from rolling on the ground

is it bad of me to want you to stick around?

is it purely silly that I really love sound of you saying that you'd love to be down?