Month: July 2011
Heh.
I was stuck behind a mini-van on the way to school this morning, so I had ample opportunity to read all the bumper stickers (there were a LOT) plastered to the back.
Most of them were about GOD and anti-abortion and huzzah Confederate Flag and how wonderful XYZ Church is and oh, btw MILF on board. Right below the Yay, Church! and to the left of the MILF was one proclaiming themselves the proud parent of a Cougar!*
I giggled non-stop for the rest of my ride into town.
* – Yes, I am very aware that it was referencing a mascot for a school. It was the placement that tickled the hell out of me. 🙂
Oh, Poetry. What a fickle and troublesome beast you are.
Quiet
Shhh
Shh.
So quiet.
All I can hear is the steady
THRUM!
Of the AC.
The heat beats into me.
Purging.
And yet,
I continue to poison myself,
The next drink stands ready
Smoke curled around the neck.
Cold.
Condensation dripping.
Each drop a reminder.
Forget.
Forget.
Forget.
The heat is still there, though.
Overpowering.
Lapping against my soul.
WHAT IF?
Have you thought?
Do you remember?
I light a new smoke.
And wave away the cares.
Bathroom Break
I smell of sweat and despair
Of lonely nights
with only my fingers and mind
for company.
My scent reflects Google searches
of handsome boys
sucking other handsome boys to completion
My own face taking their place.
And mine own completion
and silence in the bathroom
I know well how to muffle any cry.
I would embarrass n one.
If only
they would
actually touch me.
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