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Mar 2011
today was the day
the broken boys rolled me like dice
tumbleweeding me onto
the suburban curbs
where i cried and cry for night
a place to hide truth
knowing that i know & knew
what boys like that could do
zoo my heart
with caged rapture
spit up my skirt
with laughter
we all knew
what we were after
spilling thrills
scrawling broken
wills
with spraypainted
walls & spread
legsΒ Β  ..sea saw see saw

momentary fishbowl celebrity
look up
the sun is so bright
i hate the sun light
i hate seeing who i am
and knowing what i've done
"brrring brrring"
"look out!Β Β SCRUB"
scowls twisted on their face
i lurch forward
tires flicker on cement
heart fries on pavement
my legs are stiff as 30 day old dog ****
neighbors bike by
swerve in butterflies around my mind
the sign on my mediocre face reads nobody
i'm picking up all the change
that flew from my pockets
when i decided to be bad
money sweaty in my palms
the teenage gutter angst song
kate crash
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kate crash
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