I have recorded my poem “Boy-crazy (dollhouse)” & uploaded it to Soundcloud. Listen below.
New audio recording of a poem!
Category: Pink
Love poem: Sun-kissed
Love poem: Sun-kissed
Everything is sun-kissed because there’s a glow in the sky
Cos I don’t have the patience to write an entire album about just one guy
Can you feel me clinging to your new clothes?
Before you insert yourself inside of them
Taint the black
Tar-boiled trap
Tell me you like the sound of my name
Lie to me all over again
I ain’t writing an album about just one guy
Held in importance but forgotten in spirit
I’ve got to keep living
Aren’t you getting emotional?
About it
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Poem: Boy-crazy (dollhouse)
Poem: Boy-crazy (dollhouse)
We were sitting in the sun,
Both so much in love,
But you and I are both loners.
We can’t touch each other right now.
Be there for each other right now.
We’re independent and self-made.
We are mirrors of each other, and it breaks my heart too.
I hope you think of me when you see pickup trucks lifted up high,
Pink acrylic nails touching your thigh
Listening to Lana Del Rey with the top of the convertible down,
That’s me.
That’s always me.
That’ll always be me in your memory.
You can tell your friends you’re over it
& I’ll tell mine the exact same
But you’ll hear country music playing somewhere outside
You know things will never be the same
Poem: Boy-crazy (dollhouse) [continued]
I am never getting out of here.
This dollhouse that you shoved me into
With the rosebushes and everything that you know I liked.
You shoved me in because you wanted me to stay with you
But I had other plans and I screamed out,
But it sounded like sand.
I didn’t wanna be in your dollhouse
Shoved by you.
But you say to me,
I thought you were boy crazy
aren’t you boy crazy
I thought you were boy crazy
but you say to me
I thought you were boy crazy
aren’t you boy crazy
I thought you were boy crazy
but you say to me
Don’t you like bad boys
I said no
I said no
I said no
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Love poem: Fits me better
Love poem: Fits me better
Listen, I like lifted trucks
Flowers on my doorstep for when you can’t see me in person
And you gave me none of that
None of that
None of that
But I still wanted all of you, like, all of that
So, is it selfish for us to part like dandelions?
I could see it arriving with the wind,
I saw it in my dreams beforehand.
I was tossing and turning; I couldn’t even sleep and knew it was coming through the dark side of my teeth.
And you were waiting at the seams
Trying to break it with scissors, cos you thought that was funny, didn’t you?
A Hyundai ionic waiting in front of my gate,
No, that wasn’t you – I came to you
Take me back to the past, where our promises would last.
And it wasn’t all a lie,
It was your fantasy
It was your fantasy
Love poem: Fits me better [continued]
To be with me,
Your fantasy
To be with me,
Your fantasy
Came crumbling, and I am underneath the Earth’s peripheral atmosphere
To be with me
Your fantasy
I thought I saw you waiting for me, but it was all a bad dream
You were waiting at the seams
With scissors in your hands to cut the ribbon because you thought it was funny.
Cos you thought it was so funny
You took my flesh,
but not my bone.
You sat there with scissors ready to cut a ribbon in front of my white sclera
You took my flesh,
but not my bone.
He sat there with the ribbon ready to cut open my sclera.
Love poem: Fits me better [continued]
Did you want to see the back of my eyeballs because I didn’t expect for myself to fall in love with a fantasy
In love with a fantasy,
Did you wanna see the back of my eyeballs?
I fell in love with a fantasy
That’s all you are to me
Did you wanna see the back of my eyeballs with a ribbon ready to cut my white sclera
Because you somehow thought it was funny
I stole your favourite emoji
Because it fits me better.
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Love poem: On purpose (urban legend)
Love poem: On purpose (urban legend)
I knew I wanted you the first day I spoke with you
With you
With you
With you
Blue thermal t-shirt, I was wrapped up
In your sweet voice, your (not really) annoying jokes
I had forgotten I was down bad, dead broke
Time stopped the first day I spoke with you
Gold medallion, shine me like diamonds,
Kills me every time
I get out of bed to your text
I want to write home about it
Put silk through my teeth, be all combat with it
I’ll sit here on the floor and think about how complex
Love poem: On purpose (urban legend) [continued]
I can’t be asking for much
Got a lot, lot on my plate
I have copyrights, and files, and figures to analyze
But you’re this too charismatic
Works-all-the-time kind of guy
You know, oh you do know, how much you make me smile
That’s the danger of all of it
The tough nature, urban legend, cottage hill style
You have me stockpiled
I want to be, yeah, I want to be
Sitting on your bed with rain falling outside, waiting for you to come fall asleep
Next to me, yeah, you’ll be next to me
Kind of adoration you and I like to gate-keep
So, so frustrating
When I can’t reach through and get to you
At the gas station
Thinking about how nobody comes close,
To grabbing my veins like they’re candy
Laughing because you’re stuck in my head as clear, contractor’s glue
What am I going to do?
Love poem: On purpose (urban legend) [continued]
Stay silent because I’m mad about the last few days
Be the opposite of nonchalant
Either go back to, or completely change my ways
An orderly woman
A tendency to misbehave
A well-calculated lover
Functioning solo somewhere in an ambient haze
For days
For days
For days
Four days
For days
Four days
For days
Four days
For days
So I fell onto the marble floor and found opal silk marrying my medium blue craze
I miss you, never on purpose
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