we would sit in dens, created from house held item
you had to crawl over the sofa to get to the kitchen
i had started running for the first time
i left the den, put away the joint
and began to run
my friend joined me
once
and then i was a runner
we didn’t know how to dress
despite, dan, maybe sam
wales was
and is
and spending time
all the time
all our focus on individual shared goals
it was the only in our life
sitting on sam’s vinyl box,,
because he hated it
imagination
stubby belgian beer
bc it was the cheapest
and
street fighter in the kitchen
we were onions
4eva