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Apr 2015
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******* **** **** ****.
My mama told me never to curse.
But shrewd alligator teeth words
Flew from her lips, everyday.
Erase the bonnet off my head.

Brussel sprouts, coffee face
I try to let go of walking in the sunshine with you
Hitting walls of knowing it will never work
What a waste
Such a connection, such a love
But a best friend of mine says
"Its all so perfect--in one day."
I love you in your drunken **** doting state
You love me when my hair is soaked in the rain
Lets contemplate how to break out
Wonder why it didn't work before
But I gotta go.

Theres something about the Philadelphia
I float through definitions and hung up words
But I know and I eat fresh fruit
I just really gotta go.
Positive attitude, positive attitude
I don't look for a man to hold me
Any longer.

Searching through listings
A new place to live
Papa and I try to figure it all out
I just don't really care what I look like today
But lets make things happen
As I can still feel The Betrayers coarse lips
On my neck, my face, my lips
Slapping a face or two
Or three
Jumping from variety to release
I think I'm good for a while.

So I sleep alone, I shop alone, I smoke alone
I stay sober alone.
I shower alone.
I write alone.
I'm alone.

Its really quite beautiful.
Oh what a pleasure
I do want a white wedding dress
But I twirl away from bar bathrooms in New York City
I'll believe it when I see it
I feel like all my writing is the same thing
On repeat

Be happy for me, in The Village

While I gypsy on.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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