tales for Little Girls

"Is this what you imagined

when you thought you would never

grow old?"

trying to balance yourself between highs

weighing helium was never easy

but you never thought the acid

would make cement move in currents

still

that the grass you smoke

only makes you feel light

when you hover a foot from the ground

that a mile from earth is hard

especially when you're still afraid of heights

that your bones feel worn

you're realizing alcohol just strips you away

first skin

then blood

all the wet parts you thought

you could vacuum seal

and stack on shelves

are infected from exposure

"I'm sorry, sweet girl"

because sobriety doesn't balance

it weights on one side like iron

and once you start spinning

you never stop