Remember the moonshine?
And how I fit in the crevices of the
Fridge that sunny, humid bright summer night
Coral high waisted shorts
Short hair
It was all in fun, we always made eyes
Until you turned around and gave it right to me
A sweeping addiction
The curl of a lip that I fell into
Like goose feathers on fire
Humming like the familiar whisper of
"I do have a girlfriend. But its nearly over."

Or
Or just how
"Its open can't you see"
Come, come play with me
Ensnared in the trap
The trap that knows and chooses no quiet
To only find myself justifying the mischief
With its not me, cant quit it
Not yet
Take a deep breath
But I always saw it for what it was.

An angry much older than me woman
Hit high like an airoplane
But I swear there was no MIA playing in the background
I would rather there have been
Perhaps I could have chalked it up
To that time I was 14, 15
And we sang in loud southern voices
Thinking we were gods
Swept up in the toxicity
Of what is leaving here?

But I left
I left and ran away
My mama did a good job the other day
Of making me feel like
Sometimes it is good to take a step back
When my rattle snake tail
Thumps and hurdles
No wicked, no rest
Just a biting honesty
That sometimes
Gets me in what I would have said when I was little
"Trouble."

I wear faux fur around my neck
When I shave the insides of my thighs
Pretending that I'm the queen of the ruins
But I'm always in such a hurry
To get it over with, get it done.

I've trifled and I've seen so much
I write and read it out loud often
In what I imagine to be
The glass that I dreamed shattered out of my hands
As my patient and ever loyal lover
Rested and hoped for ease
In the room adjacent to me.

I'm becoming better and stronger
With each day that goes by
And though that better and that stronger
Often times feels swamped in
Cob webs, dusty rabbit dens
The buzzing nest of a wasp
That stung the tip of my finger
I must have been seven
When I thought I was an etherial being

And stood in front of a group of boys
And said
"Let me."