greentext @lucy

When Lucy overdosed
we were all in Kentucky
at the bowling alley.

Chloe's breath smelled 
of cucumber water as she 
made space for her words
above Lucy
on the bowling alley floor.

We scrolled through Lucy's Apple Watch
it had called 911 18 minutes ago.

We all stood above her body eating french fries
posting @omg.lulz.finsta

"damn, theres no signal here."
"just hotspot off Lucy's watch."
"is that how you're able to post?"
"hells yeah."
"my fries are cold, you think they'll reheat them?"
"dude, it's Kentucky - what do you think."

Trina wandered off with her cold fries
"cool, I got on. This is going straight to my rinsta."
"wait, guys....our Uber is here."
"what should we do?"
"well, we just can't leave her, I mean - right?"
"you guys do you - this Uber aint sticking around long."

We all left
Lucy on the floor of a bowling alley in Kentucky

It's been years since that night with
Lucy.
>> greentext
> drove to mountins
> been laying in 
> snow for hrs
> waiting/crying for another storm
> to bury the rest of me
> don't be me
> be a good lil human
> luv ppl / help ppl / help all lucys