a lesson

she looks like the second one
eerily similar to the first.
I don’t get it.

all of mine have been different
unlike in all ways.
I like variety.

tall, short, broad, slim,
black, flesh, brown

super smart, kind of dumb
laugh out loud
quiet some.

you were what I’d never had,
the boys from school
who didn’t look.

white and safe tucked into
picket fences and
bland girls.

no talking back or being loud
in clean white panties,
sitting still.

oh bother, who wants that
give me something
to hold on to.

I missed out of nothing
if in fact, 
you are the rule.

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