#bluehair
nobody was in here
nobody but an old man
maybe the worker
most times outside smoking a cigar
but today
this girl
blue long wavy hair
downtown aesthetic almost
headphones over her ears
you reach for the record
but there her painted black nails are
reaching at the same time
"were you- were you gonna get that?"
she sounds almost british
you were gonna tell her you've been looking for it
for months
and finally waited for it to come in today
"oh-oh no! you can...you can have it"
she takes the record and smiles at you
you watch her legs move slowly around
browsing the store
her blue ocean eyes waving over you
oh God she was beautiful
as you leave the store
she runs up to you
"hey- I got this for you"
in her hands is a record and a note
you look up from your hands and shes gone
all you see is her blue hair
and a note that reads
find me where the waves meet the sea-
love iris
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 7:49 PM UTC
last night I laid in bed
calling my gf like I usually did
but yesterday was different
she brought up that one show-
your old favorite show
I couldn't hold back the tears
you ruined it
you ruined everything
you ruined every song I listened to
you ruined my gfs show she wanted to watch with me
you ruined the musical I was waiting to see
you ruined the words I wanted to say
you ruined every form of love I wanted to give
you ruined where my best friend lived
you ruined the idea of long distance relationships
you ruined dying your hair blue
you ruined your favorite animal
your ruined my old favorite flower
you ruined everything
and that night as I sobbed
I hoped my gf wouldn't do the same
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 12:56 PM UTC
Frankie Cosmos at 1am.
Maybe more like the old place.
Wouldn't have any.
Make of it.
Staying weary.
Within.
Running out.
Of the kitchen in your skin.
Till you faint.
Talk it more.
Said in utter incomplete.
But stay awake.
Garrett Johnson.
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 6:21 PM UTC
blue hair skinny black lipstick million cheap bracelets
girl stands in front of a mirror
and I swallow myself
"you pull blue hair off beautifully"
because she does
and who says what beauty is
you are art
shining eyes and imperfect skin
choose your addiction
life is mine
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
You're like a window
Light shines through
But it's dark inside
Cardigans for Curtains
All those lovely shapes, beside
Depending on the weather
Sometimes you're blue (Don't forget I can see through)
Sometimes you're black
Sometimes stars get stuck
Fixation, Oxygen deprivation
Where would we be without you...?
dot, dot, dot, Question
The stars get stuck in the cracks
Obviously a metaphor for your flaws
And these lines/curves/obscurities
of my vision
Help me see you
Prism, dancing, and trying to age like wine
Getting, getting better all the time
Reflect it back
Childhood
Magnolia leaves
Currently being abandoned
Streets
Real Estate
And different Paint
Then College
NOT taking you're money
"Too bad, see you next time honey"
Lanterns and Moths like houseguests
Here to assess the property damage
You are not Real Estate
You are a Window
Light shines through
Ivy like a crown
Curtains like a blanket
You're looking from the corner
Feeling like the abandoned streets
Ex boyfriend like kids throwing stones
their blind, so they usually miss...you're beauty
You may crack, fracture, fractal
But you are Urban
There will be renewal
Here comes the repairman (Not that you need a man)
Band-aids & stickers
Heartache like a stomachache
And he's looking in
There's the Windowsill
Light Shines through
You are more than a Window
But it's dark inside
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC