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.