unreal Floridian stunt girl found in ditch

cucumber in my sandwich

i ride my pink bike
with the handlebar tassels
over a plank
sitting over a hole in the ground

my mom is hosting a dinner party
the table is busy with dishes and plates
the sink is full and dirty
the dining room is flooded with swamp water

i want a magic wand
i want to turn my worn, beat up, dirty sneakers
into some delicate ballet flats
and dance myself to death

my life is not very much
like a box of chocolates
more like a closet full of termites
in a house that is beautifully rotten