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
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)
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