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Monday, September 10, 2007

america's finest.

america's finest
sits behind me in psych class.
defender of our freedom.

i often envision their stories,
the faces that surround me in my classes.

a blonde haired, blue eyed girl,
with hair perfectly fixed in a bun.
i imagined some romantic story for her...
a newlywed just beginning on her journey.

but then she busts out her baby daddy line.
he owes her $300
but hasn't talked to her in a while.
"he done fucked up his chance with me,"
she said.

oh honey,
i thought.
things could be better,...

america's finest.