Maybe she stained your mind
But her beauty has nothing to do with your eyes

That face was formed
Through trust and love
Through sharing food
And songs
And belly rubs

The first time she fell in
Heart and soul
Under the stars she drew a sun
On the warm concrete floor

Just like you
She is constantly fighting with fear
But she turns it to caring
For those she holds dear

Her spirit is kind
And her mind is sharp

But when it comes to true beauty
This her world
Chooses
To live in the dark

*-E. Poe

FACT.
I "don't believe" in astrology.
FACT.
I am a drag queen.
FACT.
In utero I donated the left side of my brain to Steve Jobs.
I felt he had great potential.
You're welcome, Steve.
FACT.
Everything has a voice and a silly sound effect.
FACT.
Your negative attitude is poisoning the village water supply.
FACT.
New people scare me.
FACT.
Old people scare me more.
I just don't think I'd make a very good one.
FACT.
I want a small army of children.
I just never want one of those little aliens inside of me.
FACT.
You like me more now that I'm not who you told me to be.
FACT.
All of our favorite things should be memories masquerading as gifts and hand me downs.
FACT.
My thoughts like to fight each other with wooden swords.
"Knock it off! I'm on the telephone."
FACT.
My mother used to be a hummingbird.
I know this because of the speed at which she blinks when she's angry.
FACT.
He gave her a unicorn.
FACT.
I choose always to never believe what they tell me.
FACT.
You can't find the answers to your problems in a smart phone.
"Are you listening to me?"
FACT.
When I think about how many adults never stop letting others make their decisions for them.
It makes.
Me want.
To weep.
FACT.
A stranger can't see everything that makes you beautiful.
But it's as clear to me as neon.
Wrapped in glitter.
FACT.
There are never enough hours in the day.
"When's dinner?"
FACT.
You think.
You can't.
FACT.
You know.
You can.
FACT.
You'll never live in the now tomorrow.

You're a dandy dandy lion
And you never were a **** to me

That wiggling, giggling one on the grass
Gave you to me
In a small sweaty mass
In the palm of her hand

She felt
I'd been robbed
Of a wish

If you float up to Heaven
Tell the stars I'm grateful too

But how could that pair
Of innocent eyes
See how
To hug a heart
So completely

I am the turkey
You found with the palm of your hand

I am the pigeon
That fooled you for a dove
Alakazam

I am a weasel
I told you before-
My lungs are broken
Like his discarded wishbone

I am that word on the tip of your tongue
I missed my cue
When this cape got stuck to the dangly bit
It was shining
And smelled like "good morning"

I am abandoning my skeleton
I don't like the skin
That it put on today

I took a second helping of determination
Wake me in an hour-
I'll be resting
From digesting

Hold the phone-
Regret made my stomach eat itself to death

Don't Dilly Dally, Dear

I'm the rolling pen
That now lives
In your underwear drawer
I guess you'll never see me again

I'm retracting that statement
Like her claws from my Quacker Factory sweater
Sometimes we all need
A little extra support

Dearest Bones,
Without you I'm a jellyfish

I painted my face this morning
And now it's swimming inside my black tears
The proof is on the front of his shirt

I am your pillow that thinks it's a shrink
I told your hair
It needs to find a new direction in life

Don't believe me?
I'll lie back down

But give me a second-
I'm in the gutter right now
And need to clean myself off

Don't worry, Goose Darling-
A little Vitamin E oil
Will restore your immaturity
From the **** joke
That's giving you crows feet

Oh how I wish
My fossil was void of down feathers
But I frequently find
That I'm tickled inside
And how else would I fly in my dreams

Sometimes

Sometimes I want to roll my fingers
Into a fist-like configuration

All except that brave and independent index digit

Which will rise up
Bringing the ball
Of its weaker comrades along with it

And halt
A few feet
From your sometimes beautiful face

In response to this grand gesture of the hand

That strongest
Muscle of my body

Will lift
It's moist mass of taste buds
To the spot right behind
That porcelain shield
Known as my two front teeth

Then ascending from the deepest part of me
Like a hot gust of wind

The words

"You're being a ******* *******!"
Sculpted into arrows of over-articulated consonants

Will hit your sometimes beautiful face
And hopefully bring

That sometimes unbearably beautiful friend
Back

To trust me

In the way that the precious,
Rare,
And exquisite breed
Of true and selfless friend
Is always nervous

Yet eager to do

Much has changed
In just one year
Miss some old
Fear some near

We've all grown
Shed some tears
Some through pain
Some through cheer

No longer need
Some things yearned
All have changed,
Been hurt, and learned

Some things still sting
Cause love leaves burns
Making mistakes,
We all took turns

To leap we risk
To take the fall
But we have to jump
To fly at all

Friendships have faded,
Rekindled, grown strong
We will always be grateful
For those that are gone

They helped us become
Who we are today
And taught us things
To pave our way

The memories
Will always stay
The good can stick
The bad can fade

But all of you
Who've filled my days
Have changed my life
In countless ways

Now I thank
My lucky star
Looking out
From afar

For every unique
And beautiful soul
That's filled my heart
So gosh **** full

*-E.Poe