pasty girl
sitting on a park bench
in pastel colored pants
and a paisley blouse
wiping the corners of her eyes
as she furrows her brows
snapping pictures of the willows
and the dried out water basin
where the swans would swim -
are you allergic to the birds and the bees
like me?
does this time of year
always empty the brown basin
of your big eyes
into paisley patterned watermarks
on your pasty skin
so often that your pores
fill to a pastel pink
that painfully reminds you
how it feels to blush?
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