The Cheerleader’s Conversation

(To Mr. Yan)

Cruel to you?

You’re the one that’s always

Saying such nasty things

About me

Oh, like you know anything

Anything at all

Does she know?

What’s she wearing?

No kidding

Is she still sitting there?

Tension like a coiled rope

Unwinding between us

Some kind of understanding

An ardent asking

Foreign to the everyday