1979
Three and five, respectfully, my sister and I-
We walked to the bodega almost every afternoon.
For my glazed mother, who wasn’t permitted to drive,
We submissively fetched her cigarettes and booze.
We walked to the bodega almost every afternoon,
While Ma lazed on the sofa peeping soaps.
We submissively fetched her cigarettes and booze,
And secretly stole a few tasty smokes.
While Ma lazed on the sofa peeping soaps,
Sister and I snuck behind the railroad shed,
And secretly stole a few tasty smokes,
Gettin' silly and spacey in our stupid heads.
Sister and I snuck behind the railroad shed,
Smoking Ma’s Slims under smoggy skies.
Gettin' silly and spacy in our stupid heads-
Three and five, respectfully, my sister and I.
The Shit of Adim Witt 