chivalry is not dead-
I want to wear
velvet
and have my hand kissed
and be presented with
an enormous heart-shaped
box of chocolates
in the shape of obscene
body parts. How smoothly
the sword and scabbard
slide together
Do you only take it out
Intending to kill
like the samurai
once did. Chivalry
is not dead. But now
I sleep in cowgirl pjs
And my lips are chapped
I'm waxing cronelike
Wearing smudged mascara
And feeling old.
Young and juicy inside
old and withered out
a girl in a summer dress
watches St. Valentine's Day
Slide by. I want to wear
A huge cinderella dress
And go to the ball.
Chivalry is not dead.