Where I Wasn’t

Boys don’t wait
for girls who can’t do anything
and I’m not just talking about sex stuff
(but sometimes it was sex stuff)
if you can’t even go out
or whatever
and meanwhile the cool kids
(not the popular kids, the cool kids)
are all out going somewhere with coffee
or nowhere, or to Rocky Horror,
throwing bread and kissing each other,
pretending it’s all platonic
having a night
or one night after another
an unbroken string that goes on
while I sit on the couch
looking out at the street
where I’m not


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