Sometimes I feel like I’m in the midst of a junk yard
***** junk yard girl
I’m part of all the scrap metal
Rusting away
Under the gentle yet violent embrace of such a ridiculously big sun, so powerful and on top of us
It’s no wonder summers make it so hard to breathe...
Then again so does the brisk wind, in a bitter winter
You can’t win.
I imagine myself immersed in the sand of a desert
the sand enters my cuticles till they explode
let me just bleed
In total
Peace
Letting the sand run through my fingers, just for a brief moment
I can control time.
Like popcorn stuck in your molars
While the smooth butter just lathers up your taste buds
I live feeling bipolar
Nostalgia can blow me away
with a high so strong
It makes me want to live
Maybe it’s the magic of those late 90’s cartoons glaring through my tv screen
Sugary cereals before they were so bad for you
Maybe it’s how people seem, from the distance of time
Like an alien
I roam around this life that is mine
Advanced enough to blend in
Curious enough to stand out looking lost.
-Sindi Kafazi
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 12:33 AM UTC
Sometimes I feel like I’m in the midst of a junk yard
***** junk yard girl
I’m part of all the scrap metal
Rusting away
Under the gentle yet violent embrace of such a ridiculously big sun, so powerful and on top of us
It’s no wonder summers make it so hard to breathe...
Then again so does the brisk wind, in a bitter winter
You can’t win.
I imagine myself immersed in the sand of a desert
the sand enters my cuticles till they explode
let me just bleed
In total
Peace
Letting the sand run through my fingers, just for a brief moment
I can control time.
Like popcorn stuck in your molars
While the smooth butter just lathers up your taste buds
I live feeling bipolar
Nostalgia can blow me away
with a high so strong
It makes me want to live
Maybe it’s the magic of those late 90’s cartoons glaring through my tv screen
Sugary cereals before they were so bad for you
Maybe it’s how people seem, from the distance of time
Like an alien
I roam around this life that is mine
Advanced enough to blend in
Curious enough to stand out looking lost.
-Sindi Kafazi
