Kyleigh Anne: Favorites

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

Erin-Taylor

Oh time, you are so valuable!
Without you, life would be impossible!
Some days, you move so slowly,
Way more slowly than your knowing;
But others you move too fast!
And I wish that you would last.
As of right now, you keep on ticking,
And everyone can hear your click, click, clicking.
Please never stop moving Time,
Otherwise the earth might end, that’s not divine.

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

fuck

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

Tea

****

how do you say ******* to the world without admitting you are giving up. **** **** fuckity. I know I am classy. Lady like. So put together, but ironically I know who I am and this will un- cluster **** itself eventually. I am okay, but seriously universe what are you trying to prove? So again i ask, how so you say ******* world without admitting you gave something up? A little bit of hope, of innocence, of faith in something. But I have given something up. so I suppose I should able to express my loss however makes me feel better.
*you dont say ******* to the world without admitting you have given up on something.

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

not the right path

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

day dreamer

not the right path

Something destructed
the alteration from last year to this
is killing me
most would say
“I got my life
on the right track”
but its not the right track for me

my nights of running through forests and bogs
from security guards and cops
and stumbling into my room late at night
not know how I got home
have faded away
the animus of the party
replaced by a nothingness
by a drull, by routine
like a drought
my life is drained
of excitement and adventure.

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

hippy dreadlock girl

Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne

mark john junor

hippy dreadlock girl

risque thoughts inhabit my mind
as she steps back and forth across the threshold
nubile twenty something hippy dreadlock girl
such a lovely persona
and moist inked beauty of form
she shouts my poem in the parking garage at four am
the echoes add integrity to it she laughs
my girl takes her in our bed
and shows her some integrity

i would so willfully indulge
but i know that such a creature is
the kind i could come to love with true deep feeling far too easily
and i dare not such misadventure
i am so drawn in by her golden patchouli locks
her fine line inked breast
her laughing gentle eyes

i tell my girl
this interloper of her treasures must depart
in the morning
she is unhappy but agrees
i sleep on the floor
waking to my happy home restored

edit: goofball