Rhododendron Girl

On the first day, I saw me
a rainbow, luckied my charms
over to the other side of the room
to find out if it's strawberries
in your hair and if I snaked
my smile around you, would
you be hooked?


On the fourth day, you had me
Julietted to the mantelpiece,
a whiskey in my hand crying,
"Rhonda, Roméo, Rhododenron
hippie girl, where are you, I so miss you
and your charm, won't you twirl
into these arms," you had me
rhyming before I knew
what hit me.


By the fifth day, I had tied myself
to the hull of a boat, I was going to
keelhaul myself, except I didn't know,
I still don't know what keelhauling is
so I built a crucifixion out of
dead trees, I was floating out but you
roped me in.


The eighth day I was Hannukahed.
You put me in a window and I burned bright
from every digit till there was nothing left
in me and, when I went out, it was another
year of weekends before I could
light up for you.


And now I'm lit up, it's like no time
has passed and I'm Julietted tight
to this signal tower, singing,
"Relic, Remake, Rhododendron girl, come
bring me down."