A hero is,
someone who uses four letter words.
And her sundress
requested far more than
four measly words.

Her answer was not my question.
but what if I never wanted to ask?
Could I have shriveled up my eyes
into a spirit hiding in my flask?

(Join us in tragedy,
and end us in comedy.
Leave us
in such ambivalent irony.)

But we had our times
and our guts were spilled.
I (don't remember any pollen)
that Spring) don't often remember Spring.

I can't discredit
how crooked you bent me.
But you played the most crucial part
in folding my fingers and toes
into the shapes that should be.