I Want To Be
by Teddy Skye Garcia
I want to be as handsome
As a
Young Victorian Girl,
Ready for her debutante ball.
To hear someone call me beautiful
Like an
Old Family Sailboat,
A new coat of paint freshly applied.
As gorgeous
As the
Steepest Canyons,
Water rushing down the rocks.
More striking
Than
Lightning,
Setting flame to the old barn.
To find myself more stunning
Than a
Taser,
Wires sending current.
I want to be charming
Like the
Glimmering Bracelet,
Treasured but soon lost beneath the years.
I want to be known
Like the
Things
We forget were ever there
But that when
We Look We See
The Beauty,
Hiding just beneath.