Don’t test me.
I’ve long since graduated.
Meet me after school.
At the playground, on the court, on the field, between the buildings, underneath the bleachers, in the locker room, in the shower, in the gender-neutral cubicle, in the one abandoned classroom, on that Big Desk.
Meet me in a lucid dream. We’ll play.
I’ll play with you.
Now is a time for love. Right now is a time of true love.
I’ll see you in another now.
STOP NOW! Hush.
You are not the only one in pain.
We have all lost here.
Left to my own devices, I’ll make love up
where’s there’s very little. I can
make an ocean out of a tear drop.
Dear One,
Go with the flow.
Wishing you the best of all,
Soul
I am not in control. I am in love.
I am Enjoy
Oy! You think you’re so smart(?) To shut me down, she said.
Yes, I think,
“I am smart, therefore I am,” and No, ’cause
(points to face) this red rash is RAGE.
