Thursday, September 8, 2011

I am.

I’m not very pretty

But I pretend to be smart

I really like music

I appreciate art

I don’t wear my hair up

And I can’t walk in heels

But I know how to laugh

And I know that I’m real

I don’t much like shopping

And I don’t wear J. Crew

But I’m true to my heart

And my heart’s true to you.

Soul Stitches

We have stitched ourselves together

Through the needle of an eye

Souls melted together

For the span of both our lives

We’ve pulled the stitches tight enough

No space between for lies

And we’ve tied the ends so firmly

There’s no need for sad goodbyes

Star Searching

Baby I’ve never

Been closer to the stars

But I think that I’d rather

Have my head on your heart

And we’d lie beneath them

And they’d look so far

But we’d feel all wrapped up

In their velvety arms

Because there is no star

Or planet or moon

That could ever fill up

My heart more than you

And even if all

Of my dreams could come true

I’d never fly up there

If I couldn’t bring you

So lie with me baby

On this starlit turf

And let’s let our roots

Sink into the dirt

And although our bodies

Are trapped here on Earth

My eyes will always

Be star-searching first

Laryngitis

thirty two notes

trapped in my throat

straining to be free

song after song

and each one longs

to be free

but I’m all choked up

I can’t spit them out

my voice is gone

can’t sing, can’t shout

can’t scream, can’t cry

want to weep, want to die

I don’t know how

to speak softly

to use kind words

all I want

is to bitch out the world