QUEER COOKiE iNVASiON [[FiNiSH'D PRODUCT]]
i DiSCOVER'D @ THE RiPE AGE OF 6 OR 7 THE POWER OF SiLENCE.. KEEPiNG HER SECRETS GAVE ME A PEEK BEHiND THE SCENES.. A CHiLD STEPPiNG iN THE SHADOWS OF ADOLESCENCE.. STARiNG @ THiS GREEN SCREEN OF REALiTY.. PRiVY TO EVERY FiB PROJECT'D IN THE BACKGROUND.. EVERY iNAPPROPRiATE TEEN CONVERSATiON.. EVERY MEANDERiNG DiVERSiON.. EVERY DECEiTFUL TRUTH TOLD TO MAMA JUST TO SLiP OUT OF THE HOUSE.. i KNEW WHERE THE BODiES WERE BURiED.. KEEPSAKES WRAP'D iN A KLEENX.. STUFF'D iN THE SMALLEST POCKET OF MY GUESS JEANS.. i BECAME COMMiT'D TO DOiNG ANYTHiNG POSSiBLE.. SOLELY TO POTRAY ADULT SiTUATiON iN BARBiE MANiA.. BARTERiNG MY SOUL FOR A BLUE RUBBERMATE CONTAiNER FiLL'D TO THE BRiM W/ 1 OF EVERY.. 1 OF EVERY.. 1 OF EVERY PRE-MiNAJ MiNiON.. 3 BABiES.. A SHiT LOAD OF OUTFiTS.. A BLUE JEEP WRANGLER.. 'ND 1 HOT PiNK CORVETTE i WAS NEVER ALLOW'D 2 BUiLD MY BARBiE DREAM HOUSE AROUND.. DRiVEN BY MY NEED FOR APPROVAL.. NEVER ONCE CAUGHT SLiPPiNG.. NUMEROUS SKELETONS iMMERSED iN THAT RUBBERMATE BiN.. MY BEST KEPT SECRET WAS MY OWN.. UNTOLD STORiES OF CRYPTiC RENDEZVOUS.. ADVENTURES OF MATURE LiPS REALEASiNG A SERPANT LACED W/ TRECHERY AGAiNST A LAMB GLAMOURED BY THE "ROLEY POKEY".. TALES OF iNNOCENCE STOLEN.. iNCEPTiON OF SEXUALLi CORRUPT BEHAViOR MASK'D BY RELiGiOUS UP-BRiNGiNG.. ACCOUNTS OF iNCESTUOUS CUNT GRiNDiN.. 2 SWEET THiGHS CARESS'D.. LEAViNG 1 MORE CARCASS CONSEALED iN THE DEEPEST DUNGEON OF MY OWN SUBCONSCiOUS.. i HAD A PLACE.. i HAD A PRiVATE PLACE THAT WAS MY VERY OWN.. MY COOCHiE.. COOKiES.. GOODiES.. COOTER.. MY PRiVATE TREASURE.. PLOTTED ON iN THAT 3RD FLOOR 2 BEDROOM APARTMENT.. "E" DOOR.. DWELLiNGS OF FAMiLiAR FACES 'ND NUMBERS OF DEAD ROACH BODiES iN THE CORNERS 'ND ON THE WALLS FRM PAST BATTLES LOST.. TEEMiNG WiTH HORDES MORE BEHiND THOSE PROJECT WALLS.. REEKiNG OF FREEZER BURN'D PUBLiC SCHOOL DiSTRiCT FREE LUNCH 'ND STALE BORiC ACiD.. BROWN BLOTCHY UNEVEN SKiN LURKiN.. TRADiNG MY PURE TRUST FOR A QUiVERiNG QUAKE BTWEEN LEGS CARRYiNG HiDDEN NARRATiVES OF iTS OWN.. HANDS GRiPPiNG MY ASS.. GUiDiNG iN A ROCKiNG MOTiON.. 2 MEN iN A BOAT" RUBBiN ELBOWS.. i CAN REMEMBER UNRECOGNiZED SENSATiONS TiNGLiNGS UP THREW MY KNEES.. CONSiSTANT MOTiONS USHERiNG iN HER CLiMACTERiC MOMENT.. i SELFiSHLY PLOTTiNG ON THAT RUBBERMATEL.. UNMOUNTiNG WHAT HAS iMMEDiATELY BEEN CATEGORiZED AS THE PAST.. ON iTS JOURNEY TO THE LAND OF THE UNMENTiONABLES.. PULLiNG UP MY PANNiES FROM MY ANKLES W/O A FEELiNG OF ViOLATiON.. i FiX MY FACE 'ND BOLDY iNQUiRE: "CAN i PLAY BARBiES?".. W/ A SWiFT REPLY OF "YEA LATER.." B4 SHE BOLT'D TO CHECK ON MY SiBLiNGS.. BABYSAY BY A TV iN THE BACK ROOM.. REALiZATiON THAT MY DiABOLiCAL PLAN.. FiTTiNG EVER SO PERFECTLY iN2 HERS SUCCEED'D.. i GOT WHAT i WANT'D FOLLOWiNG WHAT SHE NEED'D.. i HELD iT ALL iN.. AS AN ADULT.. OCCASiONALLi TAKiN A STROLL DOWN MEMORY LANE.. SOON TO BE BOMBARD BY SUPRESS'D HAPPENiNGS.. QUiCKLY ASSAULT'D iN2 THE DARKEST CORNERS OF MY MiND.. NEVER GUiLTY THAT THESE EVENTS WER EVER MY FAULT.. YET REALiZiNG THAT EVERYTHiNG ENJOYABLE TO ME.. AS A LESBiAN WOMAN iN THE 21ST CENTURY.. WAS LONG AGO TAUGHT TO ME iN THE EARLi 90'S.. 'ND ONLi THEN DOES iT BECOME HARD TO BREATHE @ THE THOUGHT THAT SHE HAS BEEN.. HAD BEEN.. 'ND ALWAYS WiLL B MY 1ST..
ELYSA '12
