Pink silktulip petals Cricket leans against the wall I cry Cricket laces her fingers twirls her thumbs I cry What are you doing I say sit up perturbed that she has not left me Just being here Cricket says what right does she have to be here with me I should be by myself she should be somewhere else What I say she is making me cry by being here pink silk tulip petals what does she want You’re upset she says you shouldn’t be alone what does she know I’ve always been alone I cry I never had anyone sit with me not since Patty Cricket’s boots scrape the wood her butt thuds on the floor I bury my head in my pillow I can never look at her again now that she’s seen me like this Breathe she says her pink silk tulip hand on my shoulder don’t forget to breathe
Patty the nickels c***k again and again
