There’s a tiny turquoise sequin that lies
on my black and white bathroom tile
a tiny piece of you, Sea Queen
poised only for me
Sea Queen, it’s by that towel you last used
the same one I used
Sea Queen, I’ll try to explain
my chronicles in nautical miles
before I’m forced to die
with my sequin shoes on
but, I hallucinate land and I sail to drown
in your gown of now intangible sequins
I wouldn’t mind, Sea Queen,
if my eye’s palette could handle the paillettes’
reflection through a sea of sequins
but instead it’s holograms I chase
they’re a part of me and I guard them carefully
like your sequin that lies
on my white bathroom tile
next to the pink towel you used
before your heart resembled a crumpled piece of paper
and I got distracted by the sequins, Sea Queen.
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
There’s a tiny turquoise sequin that lies
on my black and white bathroom tile
a tiny piece of you, Sea Queen
poised only for me
Sea Queen, it’s by that towel you last used
the same one I used
Sea Queen, I’ll try to explain
my chronicles in nautical miles
before I’m forced to die
with my sequin shoes on
but, I hallucinate land and I sail to drown
in your gown of now intangible sequins
I wouldn’t mind, Sea Queen,
if my eye’s palette could handle the paillettes’
reflection through a sea of sequins
but instead it’s holograms I chase
they’re a part of me and I guard them carefully
like your sequin that lies
on my white bathroom tile
next to the pink towel you used
before your heart resembled a crumpled piece of paper
and I got distracted by the sequins, Sea Queen.