keep the old times rolling
I’m rolling my eyes
into the back of
my head
and I’m in a club
I’m breaking my
teeth on each other
but they won’t stop
chattering about
old memories
with a girl I
once built
cubby houses with
and it’s kind of chilly
in there
like it is now
and I’ll break up with
this sad song
that’s playing
from my ears
in an attempt
to cover the sound
of my jaw
hitting
the ground
on repeat