We all thought we could move
Into your “Outhouse”
A shed with a toilet.
We dusted,
Repossessed it from spiders.
Scrounged a sofa from the street,
Put up a Joy Division poster and cut keys.

It was trampoline adjacent
With a fence we could climb
To sneak by the parents.
Fourteen year olds,
White Storm and weed,
Sad songs on bad quality speakers.
She Lost Control again.
Tear-blackened cheeks, yellow teeth,
Smearing lip stick prints
And retching
Behind a locked door.
We got sent back to separate houses,
Cold beds, headphones and smoking out of windows.
I never wanted to share a home again.


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