disguised ‘poet’

wish i could zip my mouth shut and put curtains over the mirror
get ready in five minutes tomorrow morning
put a hate-filled broken glass in your mailbox,
Thank you for ruining me.

wish i had been the eye of a storm
never left the centre of calmness
but you took my crazy, made me crazy
took the crazy to make me uneasy

if i turned back
i would spill you
spoil you like sour milk
because you’re rotten disguised as Friendly
rotten disguised as Concern

she thinks you’re making it all up,
thinks it’s not serious at all
like you thought I wasn’t serious at all
This Letter Is To Let You Know I Am Serious

if i turned back i would put pins and needles in your teeth
make you crazy, play you like you’re crazy
(if only you weren’t so in love with acting like Crazy)
would put glass in your gums
your gossip-sick-loving mouth

if i turned back i would take who i am
to change who you are
and i guess you’re lucky i wasn’t me back then.

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plain sight

everyone says hiding in plain sight
you haven’t been
and i am sure there’s a blanket
and i am sure it’s pushing everything you had down like old, sticky sugar
you are too not like you to be this someone else
i don’t want to know this someone else

if capsules can take it away
we can put her back
but maybe we like this no one you
you’re ok, right? you’re okay
we can breathe now
you’re okay

new hair

can we can breathe now
with day-old cut grass tucked inside my socks
and stuck in my new hair
if you can remember how to breathe
i’ll wake up at 9.00 am to an empty house
where i learned to be hollow
loved becoming fake shallow
if you can breathe now
i’ll be a i-take-it-back drunk text
i’ll pretend to be full