CONCEPTUALIZED POEM: STEPHENIE

She traipses along the Utah sidewalks at dawn
a purse slung across her chest
and a gaggle of children between her legs,
studying high school boys in an odd, pedophilic way
that rather suits her homely Mormon disposition.
as she imagines the sins she’d commit with them,
dense fog rolls in, and with it,
an unknown silver Volvo.
the woman stops and looks at the car curiously,
trying for a moment to imagine a sexy teenager driving it
instead of its current passenger, an aging businessperson
the woman inches closer to the car,
and the car, in return, reverses away from the creepy woman.
pathetically, the woman drops to her knees,
ignoring the children biting at her ankles.
a child shrieks, and the car floors away.
“how long have you been seventeen?”
says the woman to herself,
as she is left behind in a cloud of exhaust.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s