a poem about boyfriends

someone said they saw me on a bus and were waving but i didn't notice i was running away from home at the time

i had a lot on my mind

someone on the bus was reading a magazine with michael jackson on the cover

i have been watching a lot of videos on the internet of him

during which i felt sadness, indifference, empathy, and a strong desire for worldwide fame

someone covered "i want you back" on the ukulele

it was good i guess

i just wish it was me

some things seem unattainable