Elaine's Confusion Poem by Terry Collett

ELAINE'S CONFUSION.

Laying down
on her bed
Elaine thinks

of her day
while at school
other kids

the things spoke
not in jest
or in joke

boys and girls
hey Frumpy
been kissed yet?

who'd kiss you?
their laughter
or silence

just staring
the ceiling
is off white

in her room
curtains drawn
a spider

big and black
lingers there
by the rail

she wants John
to kiss her
once again

but then not
she's confused
feelings mixed

part wanting
the kissing
but part not

other girls
talk of boys
how sexy

and how hot
she's silent
feeling not.