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 Apr 2012 Eunice
dj
Ken Doll
 Apr 2012 Eunice
dj
Calf augmentation => silicon implantation
Endoscopy, otoplasty, baby
Mentoplasty, rhinoplasty, scalpel
Juvederm at 4, Starbucks pit-stop right after,
pop some xany's and go

Chemical peel, dermabrasion
Dr. Unknown PhD. meet patient Montag XR3.
Brain stimulation, kneecap replacement
Doc, I'm starting to miss the table, is this a complication I should expect?

Fat grafting, bone grafting, mystic tanning
(what really is natural nowadays?)
Chin reconstruction, laser resurfacing,
(what really is me anyways?)

Consultation with your post-op pain,
It's gonna be "Ouchy" for a month,
but worth it in the end.
Self-esteem scan shows a cancerous tumor and growth
Yuck
And here I thought plastic was
"cancer-free"?
x_x
 Apr 2012 Eunice
K Balachandran
Tell the night,
oh! God,
not to look at me
like that,

with her
zillion starry eyes;
too overwhelmed
by her sheer poisonous allure,
I would soon swoon,
if I don't close my eyes,
till she leaves in the dawn.
rather than think:
i miss you

i say,
i'd rather not
 Mar 2012 Eunice
elle
Tick.    Thud.    Tick.    Thud.
Can the audience hear that?
                                                  The sound of my heart beating syncronously with the metronome
I hope not. Because all I hear is the simultaneous thud/tick of nerves.
                                                                ­                                                              Don­t show your nerves

Can the audience see that?
                                               The sweat that's accumulated on your palms
I hope not. Because all I feel is a cold slimy instrument in you hands. Slipping like butter.

Can the audience feel that?
                                               That frantic look you're giving everyone
I hope not. Because angst and apprehension don't go over well with spectators.

                                                               ­                                                                 ­              Just don't show your nerves.
                                            Relax.
      ­                                                 And take some deep breaths.

Inhale, tick, thud, exhale, tick, thud, inhale, tick, thud, exhale tick, thud
Inhale, tick, exhale, tick, inhale, tick, exhale
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Inhale, *play
 Mar 2012 Eunice
Liz Anne
With a thousand words he told me he loved me
~
That's alright, I told him, the sun never shines when I am looking
~
I wish I could tell him when the floods come screaming in
~
But I know it would only wash away his idle smiles sooner
~
There are days when shooting stars reign and blue breezes blow troubles from my hair
~
Moments pass where everything I want glides the tune on his lips
~
I remember the copper warmth of heart that led me here with him
~
And yet I can never keep hold of the feeling's sandy kite strings
~
It will come, they told me, give him the chance and Spring's love will blossom
~
So far as I sadly see now April's dewy romances are all that call me near
~
His gold-freckled eyes ask to know my soul and make me wish I had—
~
Make me wish I could honestly repay a thousand well-wandered words
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