For the girl on the sidewalk holding her head

we have some hangups
the bookmark is crumpled
the dogearred page becomes
more dogearred
sun bright enough to
blight out what you
were thinking
the straight path is distracted
they say if you
bike ya need a helmet
a girl was gunned down
by a car and I could
hear the vegetable sound
of this occuring
after the sun went out
kids were cursing
god bitterly in the street
call them here to help
we don’t want this
we don’t know what to do
we think we just
might be losing our minds
we have some hangups
it is hard making a connect
at two and two we break necks
four is dirt poor
our tears are all over the floor
once the absurd spreads itself
out more comfortably
it’s easier to laugh
there are as many schools of thought
as there are blades of grass
and as you sit there
we’re tied by a common thread
sit there in ruin
we’re tied together in spite
of everything beet red that was
said
come back to this
street again if you dare
bring your car too
we have locks eager to meet U