Houses crowd the path dogs barking at the sound of our flip-flops
3.5K views・
4 months ago
assentoagudo
Houses crowd the path dogs barking at the sound of our flip-flops dragging along No cars or people pass by The road ends in the brush A sign put up by the locals begs Don t dump trash but it s not doing much good We push through a layer of junk heading into the hidden woods a thin trail shows the way You lead with confidence glancing back now and then to pass me the joint I love lighting up here man it s chill as fuck you say your voice softened by the buzz a smile creeping in I watch you walk swatting at your legs every so often to shake off the bugs Your shorts are slipping and I spot the top of your crack thinking Just one layer of fabric