The Girls Upstairs

They lived upstairs,

Liberty, Barbara, and Tara,

in that old house on Kentucky Street.

I’d give them Marlboro Lights

and we’d smoke them

on the roof outside Tara’s window.

We talked about life and dreams

and who’s dating who.

That house is gone now.

We graduated and moved away.

Now I’ve got two girls

living upstairs

that I’m responsible for.

I smoke cigarettes on the deck

after they’ve gone to bed

and worry about life and dreams

and who’s dating who.