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Once
by Theresa Lapensee
You once told me you only felt
Like yourself,
Pure, real,
When you were making love
As if it's natural to be
That crazy
And involved
And remember the time
That guy called me a dyke
Because I refused
To talk to him
That one night at the bar
As if it was a surprise I
Wasn't quivering and
Dripping from
His pick-up lines?
She once lied to her mother
About our summer parties
I was labeled a bad influence
As if it was my fault she was
A disease-seeking tramp
Who used me as a scapegoat
Once reminds me of Cinderella
Stories I used to read
When I wasn't even old enough to
Reach the bathroom sink
Without a stool
And I'd ask why doesn't she just
Punch her wicked stepsisters, and
Poison their mother
And what kind of girl forgets her shoe?
And if she had a fairy godmother
What the hell took her
So long?
Fairytales are lost on me
Kind of useless
Like male strippers for
Lesbians
Or chocolate for dogs
And even vegetables for
Cookie Monster
I kind of wish they weren't
"Once" is copyright © 2000 by Theresa Lapensee. All Rights Reserved.
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