Spoiler
Hey this is a majorly revised version of another poem under the same title. I'm posting it again because it is so different. You can read the first version athttp://www.youngwriterssociety.com/po ... ml#p835169. Enjoy.
“Pretty girls do ugly things”
Lila says
As she picks the lock on the liquor cabinet.
Zadie stands behind her
Smothering her giggles with her sleek curtain of dark hair.
They sit on the edge of the main street curb
With three bottles of spirits and there gold sequins dresses.
Screaming coarse nothings
Into a too quiet night.
As they stumble down the street
Blinded by neon lights
Limping lambs and a city of wolves
Prowling around the narrow alleyways.
As their parents sleep in their beds
“Not giving a fuck” as Zadie says.
They collapse on Lila’s boyfriend’s carpet
And throw up there Wild Turkey poison
Not so pretty after all.
