lady daydream,
sinking to your knees
in the pink, bubble-filled bathtub.
it smells like lilac in here.
hold down on your space bar
to prove a point.
why don't you drop your phone in the water?
you know he's not worth it.
as i work my dye-coated fingers
through your pale blonde hair,
you tear up.
why are boys so stupid?
i don't know, i say.
lies cannot twist my tongue.
our generation's blue light glow
reflects itself in your pale eyes.
take a deep breath
and forget he was ever here.
pretend i'm the one you love,
who kisses you goodnight
and texts to ask if you're alright.
remind me, i forgot.
when was the last time he sat with you
in your bathroom at two in the morning
massaging your scalp with lavender hair dye
and holding you while you cried?
my cause is a lost one, isn't it
lady daydream?
YOU ARE READING
Girls
Poetry"golden head by golden head." A poetry collection by and for women who love women. © adroite 2016
