when i was a little girl
i played with my barbie
and barbie played with little ted
until it was time for bed
dear reader
those grubby thoughts
are so out of order
there must be a cesspit
in your head

then barbie got boring
and so i started
to play with boys
dear reader
don’t read too much into this
i wasn’t that sort of girl
yes i would let boys play
with my tiny breasts
in a doctor and nurse scenario
and we would share a little kiss
in a mummy and daddy kind of way
that’s all there was to it
then …

a few years further on
i play to wicked tunes
in pubs and clubs
a little drink a little late night love
dabble in some happytime drugs
meet faces
dancefloor romances
some touch my heart
and some days i play with clouds
and some days i weep when the morning breaks
dear reader
please don’t get the wrong idea
i’m just a girl
out to have fun
instead of being too serious

well little ted and barbie
run off together years ago
so now i write and play with words
and for the page
i undress
reveal my loves the bodies i’ve craved
the shoes i’ve desired
the life so far that i have lived
dear reader
do not fret
i can handle this




©2009 iDrew
First published 2009 by Writers' Bloc (magazine closed)