To Beatrice- My Love Flew

I Was Not A Particularly Brave Child, I Think, Because I Had A Narrative Mind, Because My Mind Automatically Went To Any Terrible Thing That Could Happen.

But Just Suddenly I Really, Really Needed To See You Again Right That Minute, That Night.

The Right Boys I Always Toss And The Wrong Ones I Keep On Top Of Me Like Paperweights.

For Every Teenager I Know, Having A Phone Is A Mixed Blessing, Because Your Parents Can Press A Button And Figure Out Where You Are.

Undeveloped, The Whole Thing,tossed Into A Box Before We Really Had A Chance To Know What We Had, And That's Why We Broke Up.