skateboarding sonnet

kid drips over the kerb
like some wino
dumbshit
forgetting the confab
w/ hisself
it's all inked skin and sweat
whereupon the betties
who swoop
up their own sticks
saying

get the fuck outta the way boyo

i know i look dumb
as i stare who cares
the air is heat and tastes like salt