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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