Excited hands
wrecked     
     the small     
     neatly wrapped     
     red package     
     with a silver bow 

then

discovered      
     the blue box     
     within—
    
a gift of               

Noxema                    

for

a                             
    
tween.

The obnoxiously      
loud      
astringent
wiped
     away     
     fragile     
     confidence

leaving     
     a     
     squeaky
     clean
     zero
     esteem.