To: All the Girls

[KROD]

To all the girls
Tight skinned
Primed; ripe and ready
Teeth: white
Straight eyed
We equal, yet I find you more than me
Everywhere, dazzling
Twinkling, before me
Whatever will we do, when the gazes fade?
Like yesterdays headliner, damp, tattered on the pavement
All the strife and worry put upon the ripe fruit
Hands anticipating with mouths open, ready for the reaping
Only and always to fall, rolling down the hill
Forgot and left to rot
So to all the girls
Primped and pearly
Pure; picked and open
Skin: soft and naked
Eyes: wrought and sunken
Never mind the world or the hopes it beholds
Your fire: volcanic and teeming
Since birth and oblivion
Time will show the cracks and burns
And the dysmorphic body turns
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I wasn't sure about the meaning/theme of poem because I saw the girls being young and beautiful but wasn't sure what "ripe and ready" referred to. Then "Whatever will we do, when the gazes fade?" pointed me to aging and how difficult that can be: "Forgot and left to rot" "Only and always to fall." I like the play on the words and how it brought a visual image to go with it.