Disney told
me he could be
the other
half of me.
I spent hours
waiting in a
tower
for him and
for his
superpowers,
to cling to
my braid,
to climb,
the walls
of brick
surrounding
me.
I watched
the world pass
me by. I
combed my
locks
a hundred
times.
Arranging
perfumes in a line
I thought I
was fine but
Eleanor
grew stronger,
-
Rigby fed
on cotton candy dreams.
I need you
not to feed me.
Sitting on
a shelf
I read the
books as well.
Sang myself
asleep through
other
minds.
Tell me something new
Sing about
the other side:
people dance the dark away
on dimly lit dancefloors.
The more I
fed myself
The less I
felt the need
for you to
complete me.
Cut my hair
took a sword
and the stairs
soaked up
the air.
