some smiles last longer and make your stomach ache and that is cute-embarrassing, ugly-nice, and then you are fourteen at the pool again, some after midnight shit, stars and bubbles and candy necklaces and maybe questioning alien life. alienated-and-divorce-we-now, because

normally
we remind
of first,

and
then we
full-on
disappointment,

but
imma
make you
into my
fist