September 2011
6 posts
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The Evil Pure
There is an evil purity to the blank page. The same evil purity found in un-molded clay or bare canvass. The evil that lives in pricey Italian notebooks that are too good for your writings. To write, to create, is to conquer this evil pure. To take something that’s been industrially made with a small threshold of error and difference, to take it and make it unique. Squiggling a line on the...
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Dark Haired Barista
I know when your shifts are
You make sure I do
My drinks are almost always free
Small talk and look down smiles
Band recommendations with loaned out books
I love the notes you write in the margins
We’re both more dressed up today
I come around closing time
You take off your apron, bringing it with you
It’s all you wear in the morning
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Camera Down
The photo I should have taken mocks me in my rear-view mirror
Like decisions I should of made, but put off
For when the moment was more right, when I was more ready
This is why I never grow
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Pretty Gay Boys
I miss how the boys used to look at me
The slightly older gay boys
The free cups of coffee my looks got me
The free coffee that my girlfriend got because she was with me
I miss the threats to get me drunk and suck me off
The tilted heads and sideway smiles
It made me feel pretty
It gave me the power girls had over me
I miss that feeling
It let me be a girl without the heels
I’m...
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Pretty Girl Walking in Heels
Pretty girl who doesn’t know how to walk in heels
Why are you trying so hard?
Those shoes won’t make you beautiful
Then again nothing could make me see you as beautiful
It’s not your unnatural gate or the awkward percussion of your steps
I’m in love with someone truly beautiful
Please stop walking by trying to turn my head
It’s shameful
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My Little Bitch
You’re a dirty whore that should be smacked in the mouth
Let me be the one that hurts you
You know I do it well
I’ve choked you till you kissed me back
Slapped you until you had that look of submission on your face
Then you started thinking about him
The normal guy in your life
He can’t control you, even if you asked him to try
Tell me again you’re a whore
Do it,...