Danielle Ate the Sandwich Follow

we were young then
we balanced sidewalks
we were cool then dripping wet with our lack of common sense
your mother measured how tall those marks on the walls were

we were heavy
tree branches couldn't hold us
and teasing your curfew, we'd buy time
for the time being
we thought we knew the difference between
swallowed whole and driving reckless

and so he tasted
your skin and sandboxes
and so he spread youth that on the ground
just like a blanket
we walked the wrong ways
and talked the words in thin places

i sat on his bedspread
he played his father's james taylor records
my head full of 'this is the end of my life as i know it'
these words that swarm this man
these piano warheads
that are scared correspondence
will be keeping me from getting to you

we were young then
we were childish
carving peepholes from our pupils