bloggity blog, poetry

medusa hair snake

Cold blooded Needing the warmth of others to stay alive A fire grrl seemed perfect for your next victim Medusa hair Snake in the grass Monster heart You turned that fire grrl to stone Cracked and crumbling Frozen and cold Mind in two Two minds All she ever wanted was you You wanna talk about… Continue reading medusa hair snake

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bloggity blog, poetry

blank space nothings

I cannot see where it is you hide But I feel that you may be close The space between us now is greater than it ever has been Like the home stretch marathon Distance and time and space are only relevant to what isn't really there Sometimes it is the spaces between music notes that… Continue reading blank space nothings

bloggity blog, poetry

phantom limb, mine

Today I lay in bed And watched the light outside my window fade Grey white clouds like wolf's fur So cold it felt like snow I hear my pack howling But I cannot get to them My brain or more accurately my meninges Ache and thud and ache My pia mater tells my arachnoid membrane… Continue reading phantom limb, mine

bloggity blog, poetry

poison apples, maybe

Neil Gaiman said, “you have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.” But how do you force yourself to believe in fairy tales? I do not believe in Happily Ever Afters I do not believe in curses being lifted by kisses I believe in poison apples Maybe that is why I have always liked the… Continue reading poison apples, maybe

bloggity blog, poetry

the me I am

Hi... Maybe you can help me... Do you know where I am? Not where I am right now, but the me I am looking for? The me I am looking for is about my height. She is sort of like me in looks... maybe a little prettier. She is definitely less awkward. Her words do… Continue reading the me I am

bloggity blog, poetry

the madness beneath

Some days I feel my crazy slipping. My mind, the fragile beastie it is, plays tricks on me. Trying to convince me to give in. Just relax into, give in to my madness that lurks beneath the surface. Like sinking into a warm bath. That is when I am forced to grab a stick and… Continue reading the madness beneath

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Too me

Too annoying Too much Too big Too small Too short Too smart Too mouthy Too ugly Too cute Too rude Too sweet Too vulgar Too trashy Too clingy Too unattached Too weak Too strong Too nice Too chatty Too friendly Too silly Too dark Too weird Too crazy Too straight Too ethnic Too white Too… Continue reading Too me

poetry

Not a motherfucking haiku

Loves the taste of honey Even though allergic to bees Asphyxia drowning Technically... it's not a haiku... lol I had one half of the poeminess (the nice half) represented in song form now there's a not-haiku representing the part that a lot of us seem to get stuck in. We get caught up with bad… Continue reading Not a motherfucking haiku

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I woke up with a song broken in pieces

Oh man... I car dance the fuck out if this song... and it matches this morning's poeminess. Come on and love me Come on and trust me Come on and hold me like you do 'Cause you've been heartbroken You're scared to be open Yeah I can tell by how you move All 'cause you… Continue reading I woke up with a song broken in pieces

bloggity blog, poetry

Kintsukuroi

Life happens Damaging Barely managing People waft In and out Like autumn leaves Or tides Or clouds Leaving marks On your body On your skin Heart their play thing A chew toy for the careless Un careful Care fully Who fully cares? Once whole Shattered Scattered Torn and tattered We pick up our pieces Cradling… Continue reading Kintsukuroi