A grown man pollutes this town
Bouncing around with flimsy cape
and
vampire capped teeth
"Good morning, beautiful"s that make you want to hurl
into sleeve
Oh and like really cool tattoos bro
Mommy checks each box
So, sweet man child, you can sleep your poor little head
in
                      Can
                              I
                                  cave
                                    ! it in ?

Collapse it into black bat food
Even upside down, they would spit. it. out.
I try to swallow you down
So you can transform into ****
In hopes you maniacally stop tormenting me at dusk

A pukey green
Peter Pan
You shadow different importent men everyday
Trapped in black and white,
non-identity
You groom
traumatized lost boys
a football fantasy testosterone ego stroking---ohhhh come on reffffff type of sadness
Perfect for you to money grab and purge on compliments
What a big boy you are.

Wendy and I do not succumb to anti wrinkle cream
Our blue dresses hold fold into fists
We cling to age
our weaponry
is pirate knife knowledge
Tinker bell, who?
I will not fade to dust
Even though you keep trying to file me down

Everyone around us knows who to trust.
That must be hard for a fool like you.