They sit in the coffee shop
Against the artfully defaced concrete walls
The girls
Hang on the shoulders of their ‘men’
“We’re adults now”
One says
Sardonically, I think
Because who could really tell
The way their limbs wild about
Their voices swing in laughter
The way they’ve barely stepped foot inside
Disappointment
A place unto itself
I won’t be the one
To suck warmth from their coffee,
Breathe despair into their mouths
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