Best Poems Written by Jastan Young

I Sold

I sold my stolen joy division box set 
to go to a local show with a girl
how's name was in a popular song 
on the radio 
she had long curly blond hair 
like the one from pink flamingo
we ran for coffee out of
the rain that was so cold it cud snow
when we started talking about 
hows, whats, wares, whys and when's
her pretty face told me how her mom died
and explained a brain aneurism
baking cakes and cookies sounded perfect
but how would you feed cloth your self
and pay the bills 
making furnisher at the university
ruff hands rubbing mine
she looked up in to my eyes
you havent worked a day in your life
half smiling she steal held mine
there wisent mutch ells I wanted to do 
resting on top of me 
say the right things or
be comfortable with silence
she was from baltimore
and I have pleasant memories of pittsburg.

Copyright © Jastan Young | Year Posted 2007