Ponyboy

it’s B.S.

for P.S.

corralling my day

I’m full-growed

& my load

of books

R a weight

the cool kids

in school sit

grouped in the quad

the stoners

& loners

in the parking lot

the jocks

& the soc’s

& the greasers

out back

the jocks run the bleachers

the greasers—the track

the geeks

practice Greek

& tease you in tones

& the band

lends a hand

with back-up trombone

the queue

to get food

is where I now stand

a-mid-point returned

to where it began

& my Freaky Friday

don’t know where I fit

with teachers

in lounge

or

Breakfast Club mix.

Karen R.

daily prompt: Freaky Friday minus 1 freak