Half LifeA half life Tied up in pigtails and Never sure.Half Life
Ellipses And ellipsis I meander back and forth Between surefire surety And sudden say-what.
I’m so tired but I want to Wait up.
I don’t recognize the girl in the mirror. The hardness, so long sculpted, Finally smoothed to where I could see Something In it, my face, smile, Now repainted to hide the edges Where my heart cracked it apart.
But I’ll wait. Just …
Untitled PoemSome ancient literary concept spanning centuries (just one at a time)Untitled Poem
we are what.
we are.
he said she said his fault her fault us - as humanity, all pieces of bits scatter charcoal dark on our faces.
How is it universal, I wonder, flipping pages idly as I
note Nero had none.
Such a theme, it is! This thing, intangible as much, can bring down a man so great as to nothingness.
It can crush a young girl too.
But.
Shackles break free. When should w
AbbreviateI stole the shotgun, Didn’t want to use it, Not after the car was in park And the rain made silver Bullets in the headlights.Abbreviate
Delay – an hour or two
Or more (don’t let me) This stalling for time
So obvious I hate it (let you go)
Laughter and stories, Smiles and masks In front of my Ache Sweet sorrow. Just keep talking. Maybe it won’t be so late, And maybe it won’t matter, And maybe this won’t be goodbye.
Eyes watching us. This is abbreviated, Wait,
I Was Pretty TodayWhen I looked in the mirror I was pretty today.I Was Pretty Today
Grey tee and blue leggings and Mousy hair and Chippy bangs and Spackled, pseudo-sun-kissed skin And everything.
Even my butt was cute.
Hop skip jump hipbump Around the table, stray
Cutout coupon
Sliding to the floor in my slipstream wake to this Joy bop beat music.
I was pretty today. I didn’t even try, And my smile is like I never forgot To wear my retainer.
I danced and
Stubbed toes and Ajaxed the brownie pan and laughed
ill have you know im scaredi lied, i lied, a thousand times i lied.ill have you know im scared
i don't know who this story is about. i don't know if it's an 'i,' 'you,' 'he,' or 'she' story. i'll probably pick three and rotate them. because when you think about it, doesn't it happen to us all?
i was found dead on the road. i hear i was contorted and bloody, only the blood wasn't my own, and i died simply because i was afraid. i always thought that was so fucking ironic- i was fucking scared to death.
and every time she's walking down the street, the girl who might've been me, the girl whose blood i was found in though she's also dead, i c
Hug
Backup Makeshift Life In Waiting
Lonely
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