Upholstery and Smoke

Heather Road
Long Beach, California
The actual street sign
Hung on the wall
In her room down the hall

 

She was just a child
Leading a rebellion
With discarded toys
Striking out
At them
At us
At herself
And though she made a fool of the enemy
Throughout the Ten Year War
She lost the final battle yesterday
And now she’s gone

 

She left home too soon
There was heaviness in the entry way
As she said goodbye
We did not understand why
Our parents cried
She picked us up in her Chevy Nova at the age of sixteen
We were only nine
She smoked cigarettes like a real grown up
We couldn’t see the road
Just the upholstery and the smoke
She gave us punk rock
She bought us pizza
She fought like hell

 

If we’d learned anything from her
Perhaps we could fight back these tears right now
But every drop is a salty rebellion
Led by a mere child
With discarded toys
She was never one to be easily denied
Goodbye Sister

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