Caramel

Two kids running in a crowded
parking lot with their shoes off
I might be older than I was last week
Cut myself on the glass jar that held your weed
from when I was younger
Preserved thoughts I couldn’t keep
Preserved scars I shouldn’t keep
Two kids in the backseat 
It’s hot as hell
watch as your mother gets her face spit in
dump the cola bottle on the leather seats
that what a man does now?
Say a couple things 
just to make your point
and let me know 
what a man does now
what a man does now