Nov 02
poem challenge: Secret

Dull

No one can know
Not one solitary soul
Whenever I'm in groups at school and we ask about crushes
Or homework
Or cheating
Or drinking
Or kissing
I giggle and withold
My secret is worse than anything they could say
I
Am
Dull
Vanilla, beige, burlap, tan, musty, dusty, plain, no-toppings-please, cheese pizza, boring, Friday night with my family
Nothing
If any of them found out that I don't have anything to find out about
The shaky ground I'm on would simply crumple into dust