Quiet Boy Poem by Jackie Chou

Quiet Boy



Why you gotta stare at me
with those glossy eyes?

They cheapen everything they see
Two brown spheres like swap meet suns

Put a paper tag around my neck
Price me at a dollar ninety-nine

Your discounting gaze
Turns me into a street pebble

I need a jeweler to bring out my shine
Oh no not those flea market eyes

Monday, November 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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