Gemma Hayes

Homecoming Queen

Gemma Hayes


A horse, a horse 
My kingdom for a horse 
Rattling on magnetic fields 

Yes, I did use up 
The last box of sparklers 
Before they went bad 
Got wet or decayed 

Homecoming queen, homecoming queen 

Teeth what were sharp 
Are ground down and done 
My crooked spine becoming more brittle 
What once grew straight 
And tall towards the sun 
Absorbing back down 
To dirt like a sponge