Anywhere But There
He would lay me flat on the forest floor
among the leaves and the moss
In a pasture or a farmer's field
In the hatchback of his car
parked behind an abandoned cabin
along the river road
Outside his room in the hall
Upstairs upon the bitingly brumal
bare tiles of the bathroom floor
was where I lost my virginity
Any of those places he would take me
Never in his bed
Anywhere but there
It was too intimate he said
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