Empty lines of collar bones and scattered thoughts
The long-haired boy carries with him the presence of ancients
Also the heavy burden of current world tragedies
That he strives daily to fix
There is something in my head that has not connected
There is something in my heart that I do not yet know
Everyday I am changing
And there is something I haven’t been able to see
There is something more in me
The curly haired boy wears a cap on his head everyday
When he smiles I see a magical glow
So certain in all he knows
The girl with glasses grins –all her friends are boys
But she really just wants to wear a red dress
To them – she’s an empress
Another girl has striking black hair that goes to her mid-back
Something tells me she’s difficult to tame
Know one knows her name
Blue-eyed boy so handsome he should be a movie star
Intelligent yet lacking some sort of spark
Soon…soon…he shall embark
Black-leather jacketed boy sitting and speaking well
He leans over, fulfilling his own prophecy
Learning to love this changing sea
But, then again, what do I know
I’m not even sure where I go
When my mind begins to wander
When I was young I had a pony
My dad put out mouse poisoning
Because they were eating the grain
One day I saw a mouse on the floor
It was oblivious to anything
Curling around in a tiny ball
Mice generally have large eyes
But those little black circles were bulging
I saw it and cried out for I knew
I knew I had to kill it
It was suffering and I had to end it
So I took a shovel and held it above my head
I held it there for a long time, crying
I watched as the mouse continued to struggle
I watched as seconds ticked by
Finally, I gave a powerful and heavy swing
The shovel hit the ground
The force struck through my arms
Sobbing, I lifted up the shovel
The mouse was completely intact – shaking
With something akin to a war cry
I took the shovel once again and came upon it
I made sure of my accuracy
The mouse was finally dead
The funeral commenced