Sunburned

Smoking our cigarettes on the sidewalk,

Leaning against the charred brick building.

Press the condensation of beer bottles

Onto our sweating, sunburned foreheads.

The screeching tires of a fancy car

As it burns up rubber down my street.

The sharp smell of our determination,

Mixing with anger and hope and sweat.

There’s a weight to this city that breaks me,

But I wouldn’t change a single thing.

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