(But I think I kinda liked it.)

I do not know anything
about love,
except that it is gross
and that I am Too Young anyhow
and would rather be playing Power Rangers

I do not know anything
about love,
but when the green and pink
Power Rangers make goo-goo
eyes at each other
it is gross,

and when Laura Jones chases
me around the playground
trying to kiss me,
that is also gross.

And that one time,
when me and Betty Fisher
were sitting out in the field
watching the photo flashes of lightning,
hearing daddy's work boots
stomping in the thunder,
smelling it,
tasting it,
feeling as charged with electricity
as those angry clouds?

Well that was gross too.