Girl.

I have something pluck

Plucking at the bass strings of my heart

Licking

At the flames licking me

The muscles in my face don’t care.

My foot keeps bouncing…

Love, I am destroyed

But, like a phoenix, the rebirth

Brings me home:

Places I belong and don’t

Belong.

I hate my smile.

People never like things they don’t

Understand.