Boy With the Curly Hair

Once again
my partner didn’t do their part
In science lab
I was alone again 
But you took his place
You were smart
You were handsome
You got me the “A”
You walked me home
I never get out
But you convinced my mom 
Somehow
The next day 
You said you wouldn’t have me out late
So I was excited 
I waved goodbye 
Then later on
After a day at the park
We took a short cut 
Then that’s when I thought 
We were lost but no
You knew exactly where to go
Hitting me in the back of the head
Dragging me to the stream
Holding my head under water
Just to bring me up
Before my skull
began to bleed 
Into my eyes
I stared at your perfect tan skin
Your brown eyes
I looked closely at the tattoo 
On your neck
How those birds did fly
The beautiful hair on your head
As you dipped me back into the water
I thought about moms meatloaf
It was so damn dry
I thought about my brother, Mark
My dead beat dad 
And the creak on my bedroom floor
I missed it all I suppose
Maybe this is the end for me
Who knows
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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