if you’d take a moment
to listen to my music
you might know that
all i am is
a boy girl who might love you
there is a song here
and all the Sony headphones, eyeliner
and heart fire Chappell Roan records
will not stop me from being
the awkward boy girl who loved choir too much
i was never a good solo
a little pitchy, a little lonely
so you’ll forgive me when i can’t harmonise
in the museum-like spaces we sing in
i find the echo of my own boy girl voice distracting
in an onomatopoeic spring
we might be a song, an album or a playlist
no more reason, season, lifetime bullshit
i’ll love you as long as you’re playing
with this boy girl’s feelings
thats all we are, isn’t it?
a boy girl who might love you
and their record-breaking player
this song is out of your frequency
its one only dogs can hear