Black purses
hang from
slender, pale
shoulders.
Lips wrap
around
plastic straws.
Studded belts
glimmer
in
fluorescent light.
They walk past
like
lions
stalking
the jungle.
I rub
my eyes
and wander out
into
summer heat.
I drift
through a
parking lot
and dream
of
new weekends
and
hazy,
unknown nights.
