power move: steal music from the boys you hang out with & pretend you've been on it since day 1

i be loving ugly boys, cute

boys, any boy. i am

not innocent. i be

 

letting boys in my

garden. i listen to

the private mixtapes

that bare their bare

souls in Drake's

words.

 

they are too afraid

to let their words

loose in the air.

we sit and like

a balloon's last moments

something slowly leaks

out & is gone. what

is left, rarefied silence,

 

& the music which

i never would have known.

 

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