And
My mood swings back and forth
I am the chameleon girl
my palet is infinite
my black is black
my white is white
but in between colours fight which will get me for a while
And
In my head I keep a terrible power
I am the elephant girl
I can step on you easily
squeeze and kick
when I am furious I am invicible
but when I wish to die my graveyard is in the back of my mind
And
Undisturbed I lie in my sea bed
I am the octopus girl
see me now you can’t
decorated with junk
up for betrayal
but when I count to eight my tentacles grab whatever is there for me to assemble
And
City dressed I wear my urban make-up
I am a highway
a supermarket
a dead end and an open space
I am architecture
but if you rest here with me I promise I’ll put an end to all this poetry.
[eleven poems for extraordinary girls and one for an incredibly ordinary one, 2009, pic: Serratia S.M.]
