Belly
In utero-
I was passing the time kicking
mama’s insides
like…
where have I ever been?
This is the only place.
I remember the belly vividly-
like I recall that quinceañera
where I got drunk
off one glass of wine.
I stole the DJ’s microphone
and sang
Muchacha Sucia,
Muchacha Sucia.
She’s a dirty girl,
She’s a dirty girl.
I got that from MTV’s Rob Dyrdek.
The birthday girl
was red in the cheeks.
It was the only Spanish I knew.
There was a drag queen there.
Not in the belly.
At the quinceañera .
I wish there were a drag queen
in the belly.
I was lonely there
despite being within somebody.
High kicks are better in a chorus line.
A lightless sanctuary
and then I was born.
I am now adult
and mean
like an ice cream truck
without proper permits.
Passing the time like
where have I ever been?
This is not the only place.