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I am looking for a guy

Who will look me in the eye

Who won’t clothe himself in lies

Who will catch every fly I throw

I know

This is a deafening mission

Because in all reality

We are somebody’s needle in their own giant haystack

I am the girl

Who spends $20 on books she doesn’t need

I am the girl

Who never eats but always feeds

I am the girl

Who marches Doc Martens and clearance dresses

With short red tresses

And lush red lipstick

And musical red blood that comes through my heart like Grand Central

Because I

Am the girl

Who keeps loneliness

Like debt

While collectors beat down my door for the nothing I have

I never pick up tabs

Because I am a penny lover

With nothing more to give than my two cents

Even though my heart is rich in every sense

I am looking for a guy

Who won’t laugh when I reply

Can I pay in change?

Because people change

And rearrange

And feng shui

Like we’re all furniture

Never permanently placed

I am looking for a guy

Who loves Jesus and Friends re-runs

Whose smile gets me undone

Who can get me dancing with one touch of a fingertip

His words drip down his strawberry lip

As he grinds wine poetry

We’re in synergy

As we break out in a living room duet

I’m just looking for respect

Because I’ve always gone from place to place

Week to week

And now I’m just weak to weak

All I seek

Is love that doesn’t live in cardboard boxes

Or charge expensive rent

 I want somewhere to stay

Not somewhere I can say

I just went

And came back

I want stacks of other people’s demands

So I can compare mine to theirs and see what I’m doing wrong

I want love songs

Played on out of tune guitars

And someone to share sunrises and moonsets with

I finish fifth

Instead of first

But I will be reimbursed

Because I have worked this hard

Gotten this far

There’s gotta be someone

Because

I am the girl

Who doesn’t give up

Don’t make decisions in Solo cups

I am the girl

Who’s looking for a guy

Hope he’ll reply

When I write poems in the sky

And the stars start to dream for me

I’ll keep storming

Until he sees

So please

Don’t penalize me for paying in pennies

Because all I’ve got to give

Is my two cents

Even though my heart is rich in every sense**