Goth Girls Poem by Francis Santaquilani
Goth Girls
They're goth now.
Usually holding up the cafe wall.
Who they were
Is buried now beneath layers of black and
Weighted down by shiney, silver chains.
Their fathers,
At work somewhere,
Carry pictures of them
In their wallets as they should look.
As they really are.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
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4/23/2024 6:51:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
love the poem i see where ur coming from