talking dreams [s.u.]

cool kids

i.

with their diamond studs and their golden egos

they rule the empty streets with iron hands

and smell like teen spirit

ii.

their cars run fast just like their hearts

racing along with reckless abandon

with no set destination

only the wind in their hair and

the squeals of delight from their souls

iii.

their school is in the backseat

and their liquor in the front along with their lovers

making them buzz like

nothing they've ever known

iv.

their wings take them far away

to places with iron hearts and golden teeth

promising the world and more

v.

and some of them don't come back

the s a m e

there are those that shed

their golden jacket of egostistic pride

and they will forever regret that ride

vi.

and there are those who wish to fly once more

except in a metaphorical way

as they step off of the roof of their apartment building

and as they hurtle to the ground

they are  f l y i n g  again