thirteen

I had new blue walls
and a new blue shirt

I invited five boys
six girls
to stand in a circle in the driveway
to drink orange soda
and play seven minutes to heaven
in the bathroom,
the closet
Truth or Dare on the front lawn with
one rule: Nothing Lame Like
You Have To Kiss Each Other

so we turned off the lights
and all twelve got on the bed
we piled and tangled ourselves
then turned on the lights to see where we were
and with whom
and we laughed
we turned off the lights
over and over again
hands and elbows finding softness in the pitch black

we got stuck
over and over again
we wanted everything