It’s my day at last
To put on a mask
And be someone else.
But who shall I choose.

“The Scream” has been done
The President too
The Ewoks and Yoda
Have used up their moment.

Shall I be avenging
Or Little Bo Peep
Shall I become Gaga
Or Atilla the ***

I’d like to be pretty-
Liz Taylor perhaps
But her day is over
So why not Beyonce.

Pretty gets boring
Just ask Taylor Swift
Maybe I’d rather
Be someone less fancy

Someone who cries
For mistreated dogs
And beautiful sunsets
And other folks love

Someone who laughs
When irony rules
And giggles when
Everything turns upside down

Who is that person
And where is the mask
If I cannot buy it
I’ll just go as me.
        ljm

sticky sweet molasses flowing down your smooth sensual body
but before i know it
it morphs into blood, the rick dark color turning to a thin red

and before i know it
you are gone

ten years later
i visit your grave
i place flowers on the headstone
i remember you
but do you remember me?

Because its 2am
                                
                                                and im sitting in my bedroom alone

    thinking of ways to **** myself
                  thinking of reasons to hate myself  

                                                                  while you're sleeping



because I told you I was fine.

I recall some
but definitely not all
there was a lot you know
and a lot more that I don't.

that's the  way of things
and
supposing remembering brings
relief
if only for a brief moment in time
would it make me happier?

Sometimes it's better to forget
regret only carries with it sorrow
maybe tomorrow when the page is turned
I will have learned more.

and now I see arrows forming in clouds
bowman with harp strings
strident and loud
is it me they are looking for, playing for, wanting more?

I try to recall then the short spans of those dead men
bridging my sighs with short ragged breaths
everyone dies
everyone
but for some it takes an awful long time.

And i see you
as you walk
with your head held high
amongst them
shining of a light
that's all yours.
And i fall
even more
in love
cause you smile at me
as if you were a child
and i was made
of cotton candy.
You taste
and destroy me
with your endless sweetness
and intergalactic mouth
that makes us shine.
As you give up
the light
that was once yours
but that it's now
all ours.

Have you seen my heart?
I might have lost it
Have you heard my heart?
I might have misplaced it
Have you felt my heart?
I might have left it behind
Have you tasted my heart?
I think you might have eaten it

If I gave you a bottle of pills,
    Would you take them?
If I gave you a box of razors,
    would you call it art?
If I gave you a lighter,
   would you escape the fire?
If I gave you a rope,
   would you make a noose?
If gave you life,
   would you throw it all away?
If I told you you weren't good enough,
    what would you use?
If I pointed out your flaws,
    How much make up would you use?
If I told you, you're not wanted,
    Would you end it all now?
If I said it will be okay,
that I would never leave you,
    Would you lie and say you believe me ?