as does perfume
too much perfume
clogs the senses
I still like money
The flowering tree has less flowers than
it did last year
or has it more?
They are different colors,
those of last year and these of this,
But they are the same flower
i cannot form words
to appease
my emotions
There is a yellow schoolbus on fire
stop-drop-roll
The individual threads of a child's
glove shine bright red and curl and twist.
Can beauty be really achieved?
It must be, or we would not reach
for it
But if we could reach it, why would
be bother?
The picture on my wall
Of a woman with dark hair
and eyebrows
and eyes
is beautiful even if you scrutinize it
i am proud because i painted it in the
image of a character whose being
was not
my creation but whose face
i saw for myself
I used to try to imagine My Little Ponies' images
on paper
then trace over the lines
i've pictured on the paper
it never really worked because
i never really saw tehm
poetry seems to be the classic way to go
it has become the fad of my
people
i will pretend i'm original for my
ego's sake
I have 51 minutes till i may sleep
50 (i waited
for that...)
i will now turn the ringer off my telephone
(i just
did!)
shall i wear socks?
nay, i will only push them off
and
lose them
again (truly!)
the fake roses in my room are
up-side
down
"Anyone can write poetry!" Third Grade
English Book tells
"That's not true!" (choked sob)
"i can't"
"Yess You Can!" purple flowers
on a
green cover
"you lying bastard!" fucking w/ my
head
The Plum Level
or Bronze
In sixth grade the beautiful girl on the
literature book
such beauty makes me wish to feel
pain
why can't i be beauty feel pain
(that's a rhetorical question...)
rats RATS RATS RATS RATS RATS RATS
RATS RATS rats RATS SARAH
HATES DEAD RATS AND WRITES
IN ALL CAPS MY TEACHERS
DISLIKE ME THEY THINK I'M
A SNOB WHO THINKSSHE IS
TOO KOOL FOR SKOOL. I NEED
MORE PAPER
oh my god
we all
looked at
the same
moon
(i've realized
it many
times)
(always shocking)
i cry because i
have never felt
real pain (i know this is common but
it is true)
tsuki no ai
ai to tsuki
tsuki to ai
ai no tsuki
i love the moon
i think i
will look
at the moon
before
i sleep
tonight of all nights
there is no moon
To Be Said As The
Tide Rolls In Or Out
the Moon is like
a wife
She is held in
by Earth
but still finds
ways
to manipulate it!