By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 13 October 1999

Yucky Boy

   he throws the words slut & whore around like bouncy little rubber balls
   he throws them hard and they bounce high and come back to his hand and
   he commands them to bounce to the clouds and there are no girls allowed
   in his treehouse except for me and when I forget the password and he won't
   throw down the rope ladder so that I can climb up I scream secrets at him
   and he loves me again but it's too late because the owl can see through my
   eyes straight clear to my soul and he will attack me if I get too close and
   the bluebird is sleeping and the moon is new which means the sky is black
   like his heart which was once red like candy but the Geminin woman he loved
   with an insane passion mixed blue into the red and messed it all up and if
   that wasn't enough she added yellow and orange and green and purple and well
   we all know what happens when artless people try to make rainbows out of the
   human heart those good intentions tend to make one helluva disaster area and
   disasters cannot be avoided when you're a Bull in love with a Twin and then
   in comes me the Aquarian klutz trying to clean up the mess she made but my
   Virgo influence is not stellar enough to bring the color in his heart out
   into the light I can fight the black I can mourn the lack but the red is 
   dead and it's not coming back so I'm leaving the rack to somebody else and
   I'm forgetting him as I remember myself.

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