Royals is a mixture of The Last Place on Earth, a poem I wrote last summer about being a waitress and the Lorde song Royals.
The audio is on my youtube channel :) Link it uuuup
I bathe less in the winter
When the lakes have frozen over
And I used to wear very comfortable shoes
E strokes my thighs with a loving hand
Her voice a memory that lives in my ears
"If I could choose
I would keep all my love between my legs
The heart is too emotional
And between pulmonary artery disease and attacks
It really has enough to worry about"
"The water is not blue anymore
Even though I'm sure at one time it looked like the ocean"
Waves of molten fingertips
Reaching towards the headlights on the shore
Not knowing that it's more often the sand on the beach
That leaves you feeling dirty
I used to love riding my bicycle
A fact that made E very nervous
"I read an article recently in the paper
About a lesbian being beat to death in the city
Please don't hold hands once you cross eight mile
Don't look like you like girls if you're leaving the house
Don't ride your bicycle into Highland Park
The police station is in a strip mall with a sign on the building
Saying closed for repairs
There are no emergency responders
When you enter into Highland Park
You enter a war zone
And no one in their right mind enters a war zone on a bicycle"
Half a chicken avocado quesadilla
A glass of wine missing one obligatory sip
I remember going to buffet lunches with my grandfather
Mashed potatoes and gravy
Popsicles still in their wrappers
Always telling me to start small
Because you can always take more
But you can't go put it back
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in out blood
I nursed the ocean in my arms like a lover
Sailed down the wind
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen bee
And baby I'll rule
Smeared my lips with sunshine
Let me live that fantasy
Kept it in a jar by my bed
Soon it was the only thing that would get me to sleep
A thousand shooting stars pointed
Like loaded guns aimed into the mountains
Cable knit my spine
And stretch it across the tops
like a blanket of snow
Aim your arrows at the sky
Tie a rope to its flechings and
Attach it to your ankle
Try to aim for the brightest target
Keep my spine close
Hold it like a body pillow at night
And when you wake up admits the stars
That's where you'll find my heart
Glowing, golden and swollen
The perfect joke
A love without sight
In a drive by city
In an 11 percent city
When the headlines read "Detroit Bankrupt"
And all your worthless spending is dismissed
There has to be a better way to use your money than this
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
"The thing about not having to pay for your next meal,
A lot of food goes uneaten"
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen bee
I crushed that "American Dream" deferred between my teeth
Feel it explode like a ripe grape
Spit out colors from between my eyelids
A prayer for a new neighborhood
And wonder if the water missed making reflections
If it envies the mirror
That mimics so effortlessly
The water's not blue anymore
It carries with it the burden of a history of fire
Tearing down the old in hopes that one day
Something new will rise from the ashes
That everyone has a chance to call home
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
E looks at me from between her lashes
"A, my chocolate covered lover girl
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen bee
When will you stop wanting"
My passion is insatiable
It's the one thing I've been allowed to keep
All these years
And it's the one thing I'll take with me when I go
Freedom Rise Up For Me
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
New Companion Pieces
The Librarian
"How many people must die for me to become queen."
The Vampire
"When faced with the weight of eternity, even the strongest heart can be forced to splinter."
Enter Bird Man
"Story teller spit out the fragmented teeth from your broken mouth. String them up into a necklace and I will wear it around my neck until I bleed your sentience"
The Last Place on Earth
"All I felt was her hand in mine and knew that I would always be safe."
(This one is just an anniversary present for my girlfriend)
(Collaboration with the beautiful Becky Byington)
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Monday, October 21, 2013
Created a youtube channel last week. Slowly adding new work as I learn how to use imovie at a more in depth level. Compiling everything I've written in the last nine years....
Monster's Youtube Channel Link!
XOXO
Monster's Youtube Channel Link!
XOXO
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
T-SHIRT QUEEN
Your life is in fringes
Our closet is a time capsule
Where each fabric acts like a picture
I sit on the floor at your altar and brush my fingers
through
All your past vacations
Ex lovers
Each smile
Every stain
The day we first met
You wore a David Bowie ‘A Serious Moonlight’ tour t- shirt
A green peacock surrounded by flowers
Woman’s fit and scoop necked to impress
You were five when he went on tour, so you obviously didn’t
go
But I remember you were the first person I met
That thought he was as cool as I did
And would have full conversations about the genius behind
the Labyrinth
And Ziggy Stardust
On the day you told me you loved me
pulled off your t-shirt and pressed your bare heart to mine
A sea god poked his head out from under the covers
Blue hair swirling around us
Keeping us safe
I exposed my chest
And came to you like a fisherman into a light house
Out of the rain
And into the rest of my life
The day I borrowed your unicorn t-shirt and jacket
That displayed a fanciful pink unicorn
killing a small bear, a dwarf AND a wizard
I told you that it looked like I was in a unicorn gang
And we were gonna mess you up
You pulled rank saying since they were your clothes
It was your unicorn gang
And I was forced to be your second in command
In a gang that I made up
On the day you got down on one knee
You were dressed in mermaids
Three beautiful girls in pale gray
with burgundy triangles over their lonely eyes
You said they were natives
I told you
“All mermaids are natives because in the sea they don’t have
the luxury of immigration”
It’s a small price to pay for magic
Oh and yes, yes I will marry you
Because I couldn’t imagine calling anyone else’s name
Wouldn’t recognize my own chest without your heart inside it
When you pass they will not swaddle you in silks
Won’t bury you in flowers with petals that will fall and
brown at your altar
You will go out with a gang of horses blazing across your
chest
An upside down triangle striped with the colors of the
rainbow wrapped around your legs
Madonna’s “Girl’s just wanna have fun” resting on your
stomach
And I will sit on the floor of our time capsule closet
Run my hands through the fabric of our memories
Keeping your love safe
Awaiting your eternity
Sunday, August 25, 2013
City
X
A recent report by a Hurricane,
“…but the city does need to be treated.”
Hurricane makes
judgments in the interest of wind, “The physical will remain in decay unless
corruption is rooted out. As for the political, prepare to be taken over.
Physical could be remade in exchange for building.” The city doesn’t need the
physical, only the rebuilding. Instead of rebuilding ways for new players, the
system was washed away in an article.
That Boom conducted a study on the land,
“The city
needs, needs not…
…to temper enthusiasm over many ailments.” Boom claims it could be
expanded if the city began an
exchange.
The city needs
the political to be expanded. The city doesn’t need to temper enthusiasm, only
to remake. The city will set up rebuilding as a matter of urban policy instead
of building for the sake of buildings. Hurricane says, “Prepare to be taken
over because of education, the physical infrastructure of the allowed. Private
development systems will be washed away and cured. The city conducted a study revealing
ailments to be remade. Boom, a recent report by an article on the land to be
treated
Hurricane said.
It’s time one’s
religious affiliation allowed for more private developments that transcend instead
of rebuilding. The audience will remain in decay unless corruption is rooted
out. Explaining Hurricane, but the city does need, could be remade and you
should conduct a study about settling. Consider relationships systems washed
away to be treated –start because relationships explaining the physical way for
new players coax smile many ailments into physical.
Boom on the land.
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