Po'It started with these broken down wings,Po'
My pickup light sayin "maintenance required"
My busted babydoll.
It was a tick-tockin'-time-bomb,
Blew my house down, right?
Gotta collect myself, gotta dress myself,
Gotta pick up the mess I made of myself,
And pile me in a wastepaper basket
To tidy up the floor.
And then my Hi-Ho Silver,
Gonna pop-flop-disco-drop itself down into
Below sea level, baby. It's not
Runnin' on the land.
And I can't afford no submarine.
And it all seemed okay, you know,
It all seemed okay.
Mama had big ideas—
ClearIn the pitch black,Clear
Against my frozen toes,
Sheets rumpled, cover tossed aside,
I am bathing in feathers and foam,
I am wading through box springs,
I am lost at sea in the sea of my bed,
Seeming so titanic without you.
It is not so convoluted,
Not so dull, dim, dirty soot.
It is a piece of cake,
Easy as pie, a tasty colloquialism,
Even:
Delicious as your skin under lap of my soft tongue.
It is, moreover: Clear.
When you are gone, parts of me are sad.
And when you are here, my feet are warmer.
You are my uppers, f
Melt backI wanna melt down crown to the toe-top, Have my widow’s peak lead the way: A zipper down me, zipping down me, Peeling back—Melt back
The masquerade mask hot-glued to my face, The pillows tucked away Under my clothes, my skin, my blood— The lines scratched through my name. I want the tattoos on my mirror— The boils, blisters, rotten flesh Just zipped into the clear, Into the night, into their death.
I want the pigtails I never had At nine years old. I want the sun-kissed glory from beaches
I’ve missed. I want eight mor
Tomorrow, I amTake it down and off and better than ever And I will have you call me Sheba the Queen! As I am sexy, sexy with my thick hips Adorned in metal skirts To lure them all into my cave—Tomorrow, I am
WHERE I WILL EAT THEM!
Because you (Whoops) Should’ve
(Oops!) Known
That I was the
Rat-i-tat-rough-n-tumble girl
From the neighborhood you grew up in, From the house that you threw rocks at.
No! I am not half the girl I was, I am twice the girl in half the body. I am stronger than I look. I am tougher than diamond shards. &nb
It's GOOD TO SEE YOU, HERE. Will definitely get in there and read some of yer poetry.
You've got such a gift with words. It's great. I love reading your posts, etc. You always amuse and enlighten me.
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"if you don't like pie, get out of my shop!"
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