take our composite cables
and insert them while snickering
the breeze carries omenas i indulge in frivolity
i am never fully free of my own mind
and I'm reminded again and again
something is incomplete
and i don't remember
if it's going to drain my funds
or if I'll lose my house
or if I'm writing something so lame
that i should delete it
2017 05 09 1415where are you?
my heart asks this question
too many times
and it's not enough
and i can't find you
or maybe i have
i've found you...
YOU. with the poison and malice
that i can't express
and i know you all too well
and you're who i wish i knew differently
and i'm a slave
and these chains are my own
but your teeth are a vice
and i'm drowning in the blood
your teeth draw from my heart
but you won't love me
even if i did heal from
the bandages you think you offer
that leave shards in my eyes
just by looking at them
you drain me out
and parade my carcass around
in your sovereign heart
you pious wretch
if you just stopped for a single moment
just a single Satan-blessed moment
and looked at yourself
your heart would shriek in fear
at the mess you cover with
to tell me how i'm broken
and the lash you call a tongue
is driven past my muscle and into my bones
and i'm here
Mist (Napo Day 30)a quiet mist descends
filled with quiet resignation
quiet, and heavy
it covers the entire universe
i can't see my own hands
and my lungs are nearly concrete
so i sit here
the weight of your head comforts my back
or is that just this mist?
where have you gone?
Glimpse 21 (Napo day 29)our conversation was androgynous
perhaps the serum in this stein
time travel incites fear and depression
Glimpse 17 (Napo day 25)duplicate children held ransom
a bed of contradiction
macromolecular biological catalyst
Storybook EndingHer ink-stained lips have kissed too many a forgotten page,
and phoenix down]
And her Prince Charming has yet to come,
shattering like stars]
So all she can do is gaze out her tower window,
concealing poisoned apples]
Clutch that corroded and timeworn blade,
tearing down castle walls]
Toss her childhood fables to the waltzing of the moon,
[even broken wings
wish for happily ever afters]
[once upon a time
there was a girl who became her own hero.]
how to maybe fall in love1.
you don't. at least,
not at first, not for you; you sit
in the back of the room and kind
of admire the way
their laugh shakes
their shoulders back and forth,
rhythmic mimicry found unrhyming, unrehearsed.
it's refreshing, you think.
and slowly maybe you realize that hey, they
aren't too bad looking and hey, you
kind of like the way their eyes
dart away if you catch them looking at you,
you feel your heartbeat for the first
time in years.
you think you might like them.
kind of. maybe. you really don't know, but you
like to think you do
(because if you wish hard enough
some fairy godmother you know
doesn't exist might help this existential crisis going
on that consists of holy hell how do i DO this-).
but you like to think you know what you're doing.
and so you go on a
date, then two, then three, and you find
you really like that they hold your
smile in their eyes and hey, maybe
holding hands isn't like being trapped like you thought.
you learn everything ane
For Every GirlFor every girl who was a ‘bitch’ ‘cause she said no to a boy
For every girl who was a ‘slut’ ‘cause she said yes
For every girl who was an object ‘cause she had tits
For every girl who couldn’t wear that ‘cause boys can’t control themselves
For every girl who was ‘asking for it’ ‘cause she wore a short skirt
For every girl who was a ‘prude’ ‘cause she wore a long one
For every girl who was a ‘challenge’ ‘cause she liked other girls
For every girl who was ‘easy’ ‘cause she liked both
For every girl who nobody heard ‘cause she didn’t have a dick (or maybe because she did)
For every girl who everyone ignored ‘cause she was ‘on her period’
For every girl who was ‘fat’ ‘cause she had dessert
For every girl who was ‘anorexic’ ‘cause she didn’t
For every girl who was ‘insecure’
read when life is toughremember that the sun
has never failed to rise,
and the stormiest
InsecuritiesWhy would you want to love me? I don't understand;
I have nothing to offer, nothing to give--
There will always be someone else; someone better
Who has all I have but can do so much more
While I sit back, looking through my picture window,
Out at the world.
What makes me so different? I don't think you see,
Aura: The Respark
Aura: The Respark
I, the sheltered child who started to tragically fall from your grace
Into the void of this sudden loneliness
Realizing I followed every single one of your steps
But yet, I failed to hold onto those uplifting moments
Now I feel as if maybe I had forced you to make every one of those promises
That which you still kept
So I don't want to sound dishonest, but out of us, you are the strongest
You make sure to protect
To you, everyone, and everything is dearest
None left to neglect
But with all of that, you take on those heavy burdens
And try your best
Calling out your name into the nothingness
Forgetting about the peace you bestowed upon me
I guess it's just too hard to be away from
At the turning age.
Minds all the same.
To be in control.
For There Is A Girl...There is a girl who does not fit in.
She couldn't be more different
In the society she was raised in;
She thinks the exact opposite.
She finds it odd that two girls
Cannot dance the way a man and
She finds it odd that those being
Accused of horrible acts are being
Accused by people who have done worse.
She finds it odd that there are
Signs and campaigns for allowing
She finds it odd that being a
Woman means you are weak
And it is an insult to be called
In the society she is in,
She is different.
For there is a girl who does not
Why two people of the same
Cannot marry. Why one group of people
By another that is far worse.
There is a girl that cannot
Why words are offensive or
People use them. She cannot
Why, as a woman, she is not
To wear what she wants without being
If she is white, then she is racist.
If she is black, then she is a criminal.
If she is straight, then she is homophobic.