Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Joey Comeau Writes things I sometimes don't understand They're like little bones in a tiny Bat skeleton I don't know what they mean Or what they do Or how they fit in the whole scheme of things But they make me feel powerful And that's mostly good Joey writes sentences that start with "I want to" And end with things like "Break into an old lady's house and tell her I am the FBI" He writes sentences that make me think Of all the things I want to do I want to crash my private helicopter Into the side of a mountain But escape just in time I want to write like Joey Simple sentences that hold the world in their hands And crush it a little Just because Stephen King Writes books that sometimes scare me Right back to the second trimester Right back to fetal position in the womb But he tells the stories so well The actions are so true I believe them all And I know I'd never be the hero in a horror story (I'll be dead in the first twenty minutes of the film) But I get excited at the prospect of reading Because it requires less running on my part Stephen wrote of his drug addiction And his mom's cancer And his ****** jobs And his alcoholism And his multiple failures before his success And his loving wife And it made me think That even though I'm an itty bitty little person With but one life to give for this universe Maybe, just maybe I can make it In some scheme of things
0
Sep 15, 2013
Sep 15, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
Joey Comeau and Stephen King are the closest things I've got to idols (besides Destiney Miller, love ya sis)
Joey Comeau Writes things I sometimes don't understand They're like little bones in a tiny Bat skeleton I don't know what they mean Or what they do Or how they fit in the whole scheme of things But they make me feel powerful And that's mostly good Joey writes sentences that start with "I want to" And end with things like "Break into an old lady's house and tell her I am the FBI" He writes sentences that make me think Of all the things I want to do I want to crash my private helicopter Into the side of a mountain But escape just in time I want to write like Joey Simple sentences that hold the world in their hands And crush it a little Just because Stephen King Writes books that sometimes scare me Right back to the second trimester Right back to fetal position in the womb But he tells the stories so well The actions are so true I believe them all And I know I'd never be the hero in a horror story (I'll be dead in the first twenty minutes of the film) But I get excited at the prospect of reading Because it requires less running on my part Stephen wrote of his drug addiction And his mom's cancer And his ****** jobs And his alcoholism And his multiple failures before his success And his loving wife And it made me think That even though I'm an itty bitty little person With but one life to give for this universe Maybe, just maybe I can make it In some scheme of things
venig
Written by
Sep 15, 2013
Sep 15, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem