O, quirky girls
Must be suffering from something!
Perhaps it was just overlooked and will be listed
In the DSM-6 with some new meds that work better
If you crunch them up and snort them
Off the Book of the Dead,
Straightening your lines with the High Priestess card
Given to you by Alistair’s daughter’s niece

Who even knew you could punch a hole there?!
That a hula hoop and four pieces of jute could be so fun
That handcuffs are both a symbol and a tool?
And yes, both the subject and the placement of that ink is very unique  

The question that burns – do quirky girls twerk?  

Perhaps in moments of girlish levity
Around the coven, while trading socks, so each
Never has a match even though all, of course, have Minnie’s image,
And transposing colors from lip to nail to hair
(one of which must always be black)
A quirky girl may pretend to twerk
But only pretending to pretend

Because this tutu has to last until Mom’s wedding
There is aboriginal symbology to be henna-ed
And duct tape jewelry to be fabricated
Quirkiness be serious business
Much of which appears to hurt
Which might be the point?