in school you were a goddess to me

i dreamt of kissing your feet

you were the first girl to make me erupt

to coax out my seed

to transform a clueless boy in to one in tune with his body

 

but we never spoke

 

in college you were fading

the albatross of popularity sagged around your love bitten neck

the skirts became shorter to ensure the eyes remained fixed

while i dreamt of dungeons and dragons

you dreamt of escape

 

but we never spoke

 

when i saw you in the chippy

it broke my heart

eyes like slits, puffed with ‘love’

long sleeves and red marks on your throat

three children screaming at your side

daddy waiting in the car, a primed grenade of primal rage

 

but we never spoke

and you forgot your wooden fork