to explain our rug burns
to our parents.
what was there to say.
the room was
dark,
the cushions on the couch
in disarray.
we drank some beer
and spun a few
records.
yes, our lips are red,
our necks
have blue welts
on them.
it's what happens
when we're left alone
in the house.
it's hormones,
damn it.
come on.
we're teenagers.
weren't you one too.
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