Their Own Rules

E. Kristin Anderson

                                 It took me a second to realize

I want to be someone who has her fingerprints all over.

I'm going to build an empire; it's a pretty lofty goal,

a weird attempt at rebellion.

 

I want to be someone who has her fingerprints all over—

         really rude and feverish,

                 a weird attempt at rebellion.

                            (of course, there's no reason.)

 

Really rude and feverish,

stand at the back and watch.

             of course, there's no reason

             the ideas inside my own brain were better.

 

stand at the back and watch:

I'm going to build an empire;

                             it's a pretty lofty goal

the ideas inside my own brain were better

(It took me a second to realize.)

 

This is a found poem. Source material: “Music’s It Girls!: Charlie XCX” by Carissa Rosenberg Tozzi. Seventeen, December 2014/January 2015, pages 88-91.

 

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