Eleven
Brother Haymish
Mohawk hails
anarchy hair emotionnumber one, square glasses
trick your face, you pushin a thorny vampire tooth
you have pushed for yearsdad reminds, press it press it
as clippers on the head.
An Indian boy with dirt colored skinride your BMX no hands across
the street to shoot ballsup, forget the sticker
collection your eleven
year old hair
salutes.
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