she was the girl that
i liked
jamie hawn was a burnout
her brother was a burn-out
who got kicked out of catholic school
and used to chase younger kids
home to prove his worth
jamie smoked from time to time
but she had the most beautiful of blue eyes
they matched the color of her panties
under white denim in the rain
she was the girl that i liked
for about a month in the eighth grade
i tried making her laugh the whole school trip
to washington d.c.
even got the guard at the tomb of the unknown soldier
to break his silence and call me disrespectful
it was a crapshoot
i was a fat kid and chances were good
some other boy was going to be putting it to her by summer
probably one of her brother’s friends
i asked jamie to go with me
from under abe lincoln’s big nose
and against ritual and understanding she said yes
then i didn’t know what to do with her
i couldn’t be funny anymore
at recess i stood there like a mute elephant
while jamie and her friends talked
about sneaking a smoke in the bathroom
one girl said to me, didn’t my brother used
to chase you home from school last year
that was some other kid, i said
jamie and i were sinking faster than a ship
she didn’t call me and i didn’t have the guts to call her
rumor had it her brother wanted
to pound my fat ass into dust
when i came early into class one day
i caught jamie talking to another girl
about how stupid and dull i was
when she saw me coming she winked
and said, what’s up cutie?
before shaking her ass out the door
a day later i was history
thrown back to my pack of wall-clinging losers
right where i belonged
by summer i heard that jamie
was dating one of her brother’s friends
his best friend
it was such a serious thing
that her brother wasn’t friends with the guy anymore
but jamie had quit smoking for him
and for her health too
although i’d heard
that the poor girl
had put on a few pounds
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