Thursday, June 16, 2011
the girl in the bleachers
Give a hand and three cheers
to the girl in the bleachers
she is tearing out hair
and burning her britches
shes knows about witches
and teaches the teachers
she loves to love lace
and morns for the moments
she cries
a bird flies
twenty seconds of insomnia
and she cries
the sun makes the ground warm
the breeze is a blanket
her eyelids like stained glass
her shivers are quaking grass
tug, tug, tug
and then still
tug, tug,
and then still
¶ 3:01 PM
