25 May 2012
Reading helps Tasha
To escape and forget.
Though she's sad she's not
Finished Jane Eyre yet.
Suddenly, footsteps,
And a boy dressed in blue.
"Uh, hello," Tasha says.
"Do I know you?"
"No," the boy whispers.
"No. You do not."
He seems freaked out...
He's freaked out a lot.
"What's up then?" she asks.
And he swallows, lips pursed.
"That evil old girl.
I hope she is cursed."
"Me?" Tasha cries,
Shutting her book.
"No!" Blue Boy yells.
"That girl, go on, look!"
Tasha looks round,
But sees not a one.
Tasha glares at this boy.
"Are you quite done,
With harassing me while
I am reading Jane Eyre?"
"Not quite," he sighs
Grabbing her by the hair.
Before she can scream
His lips are on hers.
And through this whole kiss
Our Tasha endures.
And as he kisses her,
Who could be there,
Than Marcus, heart broken,
Pieces everywhere.
Oh wait, no no, no
Not pieces of his heart.
A dish that he dropped,
While loading his cart,
Full of dishes and cups,
All dirty and used.
"Tasha," he whispers.
"I'm very confused."
"I don't KNOW this boy!"
Tasha screams, and she cries.
And Marcus just looks,
At the girl with those *eyes*.
And then he walks off,
To get his job done.
He's being stared at.
By most everyone.
And Tasha just stands there.
She stands and she cries.
Blue Boy touches her shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he sighs.
The Girl With Those *Eyes* (P16) • Opuss № I