Because No One Else Does

 


          This is the boy you must love
          with greasy bottle black hair

          eyes dark and darting

          who walks into your perfect room

          and purposely chooses the seat farthest from you

 

          This is the boy you must love

          whose knees bounce like a bobbin

          lacking ability to cease

          he walks with a stooped spine

          carrying a backpack full of nothing

 

          This is the boy you must love

          hand drawn tattoos on his arms

          the famous Bic artist of 5th period

          who is mocked

          by the eyes of others.

 

          This is the boy you must love

          eating toast for supper with ashes in his eyes

          longing for more than a couch

          a quiet instant to gather himself

          a hug, or shampoo.

 

 

 

 

                                                                                 Stacy Campbell