as i recall, you were not bad at all.
being as small as they were, and just as confused-
you came, too aware of yourself-
lips tasting of starburst candy.
the shed seemed the place to lick it out-
each being 6- copying the couples on channel 6
just the gal across the street.
a monster came to you. on a huffy he stalked you.
with his backwards hat he stole you-
so I’m told. but you were 6.
i’ll remember that. without a past.
and a mouth like starburst candy.