So first up, a freewrite inspired by the Muse himself, #MrWeasel.
it ain't homegrown
anymore
gardens abandoned
like Chernobyl
radioactive
heartbeats broken to smithereens
abandon mission
hopes and wishes
dashed in a secret vision that can't be cashed in for golden i love you tokens
if he don't want you
he won't have you
cornstalks of
pretending will flourish
giving is for the
taking
it ain't homegrown
anymore
its seeded with weed
pollen
we sneezing off of
each other
achooo
i chew
you apart and spit
you back to the ocean i found you shipwrecked against
...these are ghosts
in our bed
this is death giving
me head,
i cum for no reason
off words you never said
i love you's can't
be planted and watered
but lies can.
this is reggie
....regular....
just shy of bunk
skunk smoke
choke toke
choke hold
nothing like
homegrown,
this is
a disaster in
creation
this is the
beginning of emotional evacuation.
Timeout
I loved you from the
moment i intercepted our paths,
see we were never
supposed to share a space tighter than the 50 degree angle we often stood
in....
i was never supposed
to remember you
you were always a
forgetful stain in history's pre-making,
we never dated
because we were
never supposed to be dating,
you never waited,
because i was never
supposed to be waiting,
now i'm fledgling
against my own will power because what else is left to do but go back to the
day before i collected your story as a novel worth checking out....
you are not the
blame of my pain but rather the gain of one hundred flames set across the tips
of my eyelashes,
when i see visual
reminders of you,
my pupils become
fire starters
my memories are
haunting taunters of revenge
my dreams become the
crypt keeper of angered time clocks that have stopped on the broken second
hand's whisper:
"its noon
oclock"
Drop the leftovers
in the stockpot and let it burn
turn the stove up
and cook the cracks out
chop the residue
until nothing is left but a fine powdery substance to be blown away
turn the fan on
absorb the remnants
of leftovers
take the lesson and
bite down until I feel the resilience within put it's lighters up,
i loved you
from the moment
prior to the day I would look at you
and see your smile
differently
if only I could have
predicted myself to drown in your dimples while you closed your cheeks
til your smile
disappeared....
and so did i ....
maybe i could have
saved myself
....and my dopamine
levels
from the life of
that death ride.
#AmusedBy #DWeasel
#Muse#20134102
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