wo-men-tal instability

her head was in the treetops
her legs were in the air
she tried to dive into the river
but the water wasn't there

she surfaced up to her neck in
recycled homework paper
and balance sheets and
decided for the 897th time
that she had had ENOUGH

that valentine's day
all her friends had received bouquets
of a dozen long-stemmed
lust-red
r
o
s
e
s
and she consoled herself 'cause
ALL MEN ARE WIMPS

(once upon a time
there lived a BEAUTIFUL
fairy princess on Mount Ophir
who was living in bliss with her brave warrior husband
U.N.T.I.L.
he died when she accidentally stabbed him with a
n
e
e
d
l
e

they say she cried herself to death but me
i think she drowned herself in nicotine
and aborted her child)

and they watched her as
she fasted through recess and lunch
opened all the lockers in a fruitless search for Narnia
and sang Disney songs in the MRT

but when they discovered that
she didn't like boys
they locked her away in the
WOODBRIDGE home for the
mentally. unstable.

and she pretended she was Sylvia Plath
or the Queen of Sheba
or Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer
and she was almost content but
she
was
a
l
o
n
e

she was no longer a girl
but she knew
that she was going to die a virgin

-kismet. 23/4

a/n 1: i send mixed messages

a/n 2: whoever said 1 in 4 people are mad is a dirty liar; we all are

a/n 3: the MRT is the Singaporean equivalent of a subway