glitter boy with pixie wings,
you kissed me so lightly-
ever so slightly
I thought your (strawberry boy) lips
might be too precious for mine
but then you-
you always did know how to lie.

(like for example)
You're on your way to that place
glorified with little black&white stars
becoming emo-tastic and
clipping. your. wings.
while breaking mine

(I still think I can fly)
I've got head-to-toe glitterdust and
ribbons in my hair,
books of glossy little girl and
imjustfinethanks poetry.

w e b o t h p r e t e n d s o w e l l
that maybe they can't tell


we're lying