pink bubble gum pop beauty queen

at only sweet sixteen,

carving hearts into her skin and

whispering into the ears of

still innocent boys

with starry-stoner eyes,

she says "I'm falling into air."

as she tries to define her madness

with magazing cut-outs of

her favorite unknown movie stars

and a thousand little clumsy 'accidents'

that she covers with silver-spinkled glitter.


And every morning she wakes up

to glow-in-the-dark stars,

with her hands on her stomach

and wishes outloud that she could dissapear,

while really knowing how she loves

to be so very alive

as she kisses her fan-boys and

teaches herself how to lie


when they ask her if she knows



she's gorgeous.