summer's got a foul mouthed grip on your life. she spends her days killing you softly, drugging you in lavender sprays and salt filled pores. she lies with a closed lip smile and poisons your mind.

she's got you hypnotized. you don't recall the last time you did something true. lately your mouths been full of mud and you've been trying to drag yourself out of rolled up paper basketballs and soda tab bracelets.

she's hot and doesn't care. maybe you should call up your friend cleopatra. she'd know what to do.

you'd never cross summer, but you allow summer to make you tongue tied. there's no way to tell when your life started going south. maybe check a compass.

give summer a cotton mouthed kiss goodbye and sliver away like the snake you are. go on, show everyone what you're made of. what have you learned since wheelies and flashlight tag?

let yourself melt, why don't you. summer's over, and you're free. congrats.