Pup

For Pup, of course, with love and Lava Lamps <3

Street-corner kid
Fighting-chain at his hip
Handmade band patches
Bright purple kicks

Sleepless eyes
Wild hair
Think this street kid
Even cares?

Places to go
Cooler than y’all
Don’t even try
To make him feel small

Drumsticks in hand
He thinks he’s all that
And he’s prouder than hell
To be a street rat