If there's a life and a death
If pain is avoidable in another body
I'd rather be possessed by this catatonic demon
than get dressed, work my lips and pluck my *******
to be your slave
Your highness, I'm just a girl who chose wood over pearls
and walked on burning sand
to join the pilgrims in Neverland
where eagles cry and ants dream
where bubbling steam shoots from dusty craters, full of candies and white beet
Trick or Treat
it's either this or a thousand splendid suns under my feet
I go for a bun and a cup of tea on a crooked table with some lunatic unable
to pay yesterday's rent
than kiss your feet and scoop diamonds with cherry on top
I wait for a date on this decaying planet
I wait for a long walk on a beach, covered with peaches and cocktails
where pines are bleached and caterpillars fly away
I choose to stay in a body made of flesh and blood
than fit your shining armor
where heart is steel, legs are wheels and an egg stands for a nose
and drums for teeth
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
She sneaks into his window
Late at night
She climbs into his lap,
crying her eyes to sleep
He wakes up to the snores of thunder
She calls out to him with her eyes
It's all about being naked and furry,
beauty is in the fur of the beholder
Scared as she is, words escape her
Meows are no more enough to silence his cries
of fear
She climbs into his lap
and sleeps
Dawn breaks and she won't be here
She left.
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC