I had a dream I was a tiny tiny pixie
and I lived in an ostrich egg,
Riding kittens and caterpillars,
dawning an acorn shell cap,
lounging, indulging in a flower petal nap
I baked an herbal cake, delicate in flavor
I invited my dad for lunch, and he ate it all in just one bite

She was sprawled out,
draped in grey,
lying on her ocean bed
tinted in evergreen,
and wafting sumac scent
moon resting on a silver chain
around her neck
she was a presence of peace
loving eyes locked
lingering on the bejeweled strand
of pearls around between my breast

a seafaring man would fear her,
but a salt laced maid would love her

i remember when she ran her fingers through my hair
and i remember when she kissed my cheek and
there is nothing i miss more

im used

**** it im used

stop being cryptic and confusing
stop making me feel used
talk to me
what are we?

there are no words in my vast vocabulary that can articulate how much I want silence
I need there to be no words in my head, no words around me, no one asking me questions
just quiet

to be honest i dread being put under the microscope
and right now i feel trapped between slides

i just need silence for once
or maybe meaningless conversation