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Mar 2014
If the world was a child
I'd make it sit in the corner
And think about its wicked ways

If love was corporeal
I'd sew it to my side
And bind it forever to me

If the Mississippi ran drunk with whiskey
I'd become a steamship captain
I'd become a riverboat queen

If my father was a rock
He'd be an impossible
Immovable monument
To sweet sweat and mulish heads

If my blood was honey
I'd bake off little pieces of my body
And feed it to the men I meet

If fear was an end table
I would throw out all my coasters
Leaving stained bare wood behind

If relationships were chemicals
I would mix them into medicines
And always label them properly

If my sister was a dragon
She'd blow glass from sand
With every breath

If the mountains breathed like human beings
I'd climb inside their inhales
And never come out again

If my mother was water
She'd flow wild and abandoned
Weaving canyons in her path

If my bed was a time machine
I'd go back to my first kiss
And just keep swimming

If I was a wolf
I would howl and howl and howl
Until I drowned out everything else

*Saying take and eat take and drink do this in remembrance of me
Holly Salvatore
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Holly Salvatore
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