Thursday, December 17, 2009

Everyday by Toby Lightman

accepted

last class
of the day

and

they want
to
call me barbie

i said that's okay
so when

i sit in the chair    and

soak up the late
afternoon
sun

on the golden side of my hair

it
doesn't matter so much

if i'm fat, or if
old navy's having a sale.  i

can't explain it but

i like
the fact
that i feel

numb as a lightning bolt right now:
as

numb and pretty
as a hollow
plastic
doll...

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