Warm Concrete

Towel round my shoulders, chlorine drying tight Ice pop running purple down my wrist Snack bar radio leaking through the chain-link Bass line slow enough to sit inside Wet feet on warm concrete Footprints gone before I turn around Sun on my back like a palm pressed flat Water in one ear and the bass in the other Nobody watching from the deck chairs My heel found the time before I did Wet feet on warm concrete Footprints gone before I turn around Wet feet on warm concrete Every step I take, the sun takes back