You didn't know
that I was there.
peaking through the blinds.
We were young then,
still a few years
from that awkward mountain: puberty.
We had wallowed in the dirt,
playing fanciful games.
I was the knight
you were my maiden.
but the day proved too hot
for fantasy.
and as you changed
into your swimsuit.
my eyes stole the scene.
Your dirtclad fingers
clutched the shirtbuttons.
Hurrying to loosen them.
I watched each button in slow motion.
One button.
My heart thrummed my throat.
Two buttons.
My eyes widened.
they were paper plates,
giant, white.
Three buttons.
My body was numbed.
Four buttons.
I felt nothing
Five buttons,
I felt everything.
3 comments:
I'm not sure where I came up with this idea, and honestly, though the speaker is a kid it still makes me feel creepy. I was just thinking about how when you're a kid you so don't want to be a kid, and sometimes you're happy to just lose a little innocence and get it over with. I also tried to make it kind of like a story.
On a side note, I am hoping that I'll be back to daily posts. I had to conquer about 100 essays in the past few days excluding online students, but I've done it and I'm still alive.
I've actually thought about this and I don't like the last stanza. I added it last minute and it changes things and it reminds me too much of Oranges by Gary Soto. I would delete it but I can't on my new phone so...
I changed it. I'm still not in love with it, but whatever.
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