She's just like
the secrets you told

The wet hot
American
summer
skin
sweetheart
broken
battered
Girl next-door
wanting to come in
And bash her head into your lap
Like you've always done this as kids
when your parents weren't watching
In the house you both built
in the basement
behind the couch
with all the things
she mimicked
with her mouth

She's the one with daisies in her hair.
She's got stars in her eyes
aligned to the harmony
of hurt
hands
held
for hope

Truth be told
She's got secrets to be told
She just wants to make you feel good
Even if she doesn't