Again

Again, we piled onto the couches

Facing each other

The librarians told us to keep it down.

Again, we talked and laughed

Learned all the new drama

Caught up to each other's summer lives

Everything that's happened

It spanned three grades

I love these people, I think.

Again, just like last year

It was me and a guy

Only

Different

Better, I think

But they all say that

And the other one

Who holds no significance

Looked at me

And it was like he could see through the pillow I'd hastily thrown over

Our interlocked fingers.

Again,

There was some boundaries being drawn

Some new bitterness, too

Old resentment

New developments

We shift around

You could see it

A few newbies

"Newbies"

But mostly the same

Reunited, I suppose.

Again, we have made this a thing,

And again, I am at the center

And again, I am the leader.

Over

And over

And over again.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

More by QueenBee

  • Festival

    Long day

    past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night

    fluorescent lights beating down 

    then flickering off

    a fanfare

    a reflection

    a redemption

  • Instincts

    Some things are just instinct

    like when I just ran to you

    as soon as I saw you

    and hugged you for -

    oh yeah -

    the first time

    very very platonic of course

    you're my big brother.

  • Flying solo

    Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart

    it's like a platonic ballad

    it's like you are playing

    through first loves

    and forbidden loves

    and grass in the summer

    and crunchy chips