ugly friends
I am making my friends ugly -
uptight girls in mismatched plaids
breaking out with each frizz and fray.
They will wear banana clips
and habitually say the wrong things.
And everyone will adore me,
an inch taller than Denise
with the acid-wash jeans,
and exactly � of an inch shorter
than Helen
(�Does she have a hormonal imbalance?�)
I will be set in their sights
unlike my luck
before
with those curly-hairs
perky in argyle
and the perfect shoe
-belt
coat
match.
ALWAYS, she had something to say,
that would make boys laugh
and inch closer.
I could never make out
the words.
If I had,
I certainly would have repeated
like a horny parrot.