I walked around like that all night,
and no one told me.
Morning broke the news, broke my head, my dress
a crumpled wreck of cigarette burns
on the closet floor. They called me crazy,
called me slut, and no one told me.
My body knew
but didn’t tell me. Wherever I went, no one knew me.
They saw but didn’t see. They kicked me out
of their houses.
They said, la la la la la la la la.
Dawn was a gift I didn’t want to deserve,
but time marches over,
time rolls, time crushes, and bears it all.