of selphie. (poem off the top of my head)

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she wants you to think she is.
black background
splotches of
(you'd like to be)
p!nk
tough and hip
-hop slang
lyrics and shoutouts
(private jokes disguised
secret
agents of your pride
of social animals)
and i read it and laugh
softly (gentler?)
--don't--
you know
if our parents saw
your harsh street language
(not our street: calm, quiet
lane on the nice side of town) they'd
ground you
pull you down
from floating with friends
airy insubstantial
weightless
free?

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_{fun with line breaks and attempted double meanings: let me know, does it come through? And another question, why is it I'm coming up with all this angsty poetry inspired by AIM, of all things?}