When I was Seventeen (I Lost It)

I am probably too young

To be this post-modern yet this old-

Fashioned a dress out of shyness, hot pink heart full of

Blindness in the sunlight

Reminisce on days when I really was

Too young

Back then, everyone wanted a piece

Of cake, to have, and to hold,

And they all wanted to eat it too

But the queen is dead

Long live the queen-

Sized bed that

You broke me in

Didn’t everyone want me then:

When my arms were tanned toothpicks

Back then when light-

Beer came out of my pores

And I was always smiling, and sucking

On limes and I would lie around

Metabolizing the day away

Swimming mermaid-like and topless

Through a sea of cigarette smoke and sweat

And a sweet smile softer than the summer

Radiant, wavy wild hair

Longer than God, longer than Time

Tangled as legs

At a time when I shaved them, but now I see that

Shaving your legs is

ASKING FOR IT

Thinking back on hunters and resulting horrors

Feels like hard candy

Falling out of my mouth covered in spit

Covered in slow motion

It hits the dirt and it sticks

There’s no going back

Everything is covered in ugly

And covered in germs that make me cringe

In my sleep the way you do when you touch

A greasy

Public door handle