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Rose Feb 2019
Oh well we’re here already again huh?

Sure didn’t take you long.

Have you ever thought about how maybe there’s other people in the world maybe your life is not torn between these two guys that are kind of the same but in different ways:
maybe maybe just maybe you are the scissor and they are opposite sides of the string and all you really need is a fat ******* blade.

It’s not like the Spice Girls said at all

never was

they just did that for popularity.
“need some love like I never needed Love before”
Rose Jan 2019
You can give yourself so foolishly and recklessly -
you can’t -
you can’t just abandon yourself at the side of the highway and take your shell of a body -
hitchhike into the backseat of a car and the car looks good from the outside just like you are on the inside -
it’s all right but that doesn’t mean you were meant to be
that doesn’t mean you should just dive in headfirst jump into the backseat it doesn’t mean that at all -
all that it means is -
you look good from the outside and you’re warm inside too, just a shell of the body even you misconstrued
Rose Jan 2019
If you ever think that I’m talking too much
You should just -
Bold faced, just kiss me
And make me shut up.
Be sure to make it seem that it’s -
That it’s just because you love me,
Me when I speak..
And not that you think
I’m talking too much
Rose Dec 2018
I bet you just fall asleep
It is unrealistic and silly to me
Honestly.

(Find all the poems with “honestly,” make a song out of them.)

Or maybe I make you crazy enough to stay awake
Doesn’t make much of a difference to me
Till I drink and then I think
You mean something to me
Can’t trust yourself when there’s two of you

Flashing vision from the third eye
Don’t think about it
Honestly

See how quickly I lost you?
Like a ballon tied by a string
Chased by a kid out of reach
I float laughing merrily along
Rose Dec 2018
I climbed that tree today
“That one we loved?”
The one we’ve always been a part of
I smell charcoal grill till the squirrels come home
and see the rocks you never let me straddle

I wrote a poem today
“The words I never fathomed?”
I grew them from our seed and I babied the roots until they brought me something forthcoming

But I saw you disgusting and rotting like fall weather will do
I had hope I gave love like a summer sun subdues
Seasons are seasons and like seasons we flee
Unbecoming unknowing unpredictable seeds
Roots do flower and we can’t blame them
Rose Dec 2018
Don’t ever run to a crying kitten
“Hello; where are you?”
Go back, go back.
A crying kitten grows silent,
the more you hold it
Inhales its last in your hands
Your palms tickled by its fur
Thick, small and muddy
Take a ritualistic breath
Plan its funeral
Run from a crying kitten
Pray its mother comes back
The most you can do is
Pray for a sick, crying kitten
I wrote this about my ex husband
Rose Jul 2018
there's no one with my dna
no one with my seams
considering all these considerations
no one compares to me

i could sit so tiny on a kite
fly string-free through the sky
use a firefly's light as guide

the sea would see me and wave
the air would take a big breath
and the moon would gaze
the stars would wink
the earth would cave

and well if we're saying things we've yet not said
ill tell you why i went away and why i would again

there's no one with my dna
no one with my seams
considering all these considerations
no one compares to me
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