for Simple Minds  

Your magnolia mouth opens
to call my name.  

Recognition is rebellious
a package tied
with leather ribbons
delivered on the schoolyard
of troubles and doubts.  

I dance alone, recall
tender things during detention
a tweed classroom
drunk on the wine of lipstick
attitude and injustice.  

Outside, cars shift
between us, pulling us left
pulling us right.
Rain keeps falling down