One was crumpled over yesterday
head slung between her knees
bony arms clutching her abdomen
her eyes silently plead.
Today I ask a favor
the second hesitates at the request
a third serves as mediator
Stained red, the second leaves to rest.
Pastel rustles, covert satchels,
hushed whispers in the halls
downfall of Spartan battles
repeat in co-ed walls.
Colts rear in bold confusion
–bewildered, involuntary shows–
fired by fertile fetid secretions
from flesh’s most alluring foils.
Nine moons we tread thick crimson
each instance joined more nearly
These tides now swell in unison
trumpets blast and –oh– I’m early.