Kristen de Kline #236 Summer nights

summer nights we danced
away, ghetto blasters propped
high in abandoned lots
down Lawless Way, don’t

get carried away with her, you
said, she’ll steal that heart of
yours, trail it behind the V6
like an over-heated exhaust pipe

dodging tarmac on that highway
on the Willow Grove road – is that
someone’s heart you’re writing
about, summer nights on stereo:
was it love at first sight?

eucalyptus flowers
change
I can smell it
peppermint breath
in the air
lemon-scented
tonight