zits.

what's pretty?
a yellow umbrella and red shoes.
pink, rose lips.
long, tangled brown hair in a little white wind,
because it's cold and i'm breathing.
matching autumn colors.
eyelashes.
metal alarm clocks.
the strand that always falls back in your face.
and the way we both pop them,
instead of leaving well enough alone.

[why does it always come back to you?]