The Myths and The Modern [√]

[ the unwilling debutante ]

she can easily be the tallest girl in the room
but can also be the most stubborn debutante
the party has ever entertained in its history
she clenches her teeth with your name
hanging on the back of her throat
a dangerous alliance of the season

(she stares daggers at you from across the room)

you can see her without trying to
but you can't hear her well enough
over the chatter in the background
you beckon her to come over
with the flick of your wrist
dreading the confrontation
of words spilled like evening wine

she navigates through the crowd
in her stiletto heels and hoop earrings
eyebrows drawn inwards, pursed lips
a grimace to scare away grabby hands
don't touch for i'll bite you, mister

for someone who calls attention
she wants nothing but to crawl
inside her sheets and wait out
when everybody leaves the building

(the exit is this way, ma'am)