If God Is

God is  some place that’s safe

met by crooks and forgotten poets,

you are there now, running . 

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In the grease stained parking lot across from the movie theater a group of boys stood outside waiting for their parents to pick them up

it wasn’t all that long before 

one kid drunk on freedom belligerent yelps,                                             

I Dare ya to kiss him!

Adolescent arms motion

warning, these young arms 

snake charms youth is nothing short of     luck

How much?!

What sort of adolescent honor

comes from a bet won? one boy 

kissing another boy for           prizes                                                                       

A dollar!

Lips meet for the first

time with six pairs 

of eyes                        to convict them, a treasure. 

Dude, Pay up!