you fuck like a poet
he said
and I thought about it
naked in bed
open to the story
especially the part
where he would
break me
so later
I could write pain
like it was truth
and I was somehow
better for it
because I was the one
that bled.
Thank you.
Absolutely not. 😂
I like tater tots. Wait. What?
I’ll be here rotting if you need me.
Aw, Thank you.
In dog years, I’m dead.
everyday I fear
it’s the last day
I will write
but then
the sunsets
or a dog barks
the floors creak
or he tells me
I’m beautiful
in just a tee shirt
and I’m no longer
at war with myself
or the page
the words return
poems are formed
and I forget
what I was so scared of.
This place never took off, huh?
sometimes
the silence
is all I have
the whirl
of the ceiling fan
the creak
in the floorboards
the growl
in my stomach
reminding me
I didn’t eat enough
it’s not what’s missing
it’s just what is
nothing to fill
because
the quiet
isn’t always
empty.
I’ll try to be better.
I forget about this place.
Where I post from.
I save all my funniest stuff for the other app.
do we do Tuesday things here too? been a minute.
You guys still being silly bitches over here?
I never feel like I fit in so I sit out.
I want your longing
As inconvenient as it may be
I want to be the catalyst
That disrupts the order of your world
And crushes your soul
Under the weight of a thousand words
Wrapped up
And disguised as poetry
For your restless heart
A perfect fit unquantified
By the dance.
Tis the season to break some hearts 💔💔💔
Her edges were hard
And he tried his best
To quantify them
The way he did with everything
But he couldn’t solve her riddles
Or soften her heart
He thought she had a lot of nerve
Guts
Scattered everywhere
And that’s why he liked her
Half naked in his bed
A mystery.
Maybe one day
someone will look at me
like I’m the moon
and I will be reminded
that I am more than
fragmented molecules
twisted together
dancing in space and time
skipping through start dust
on my way
to becoming whole again.
Hi kids. I never go on here lately. Don’t worry, I’m still cute.
My sleep paralysis demon is kinda hot.
but seriously is that pole vaulter with the giant unit still single?
It’s tits up. But yeah. I get it.
My word I picked was expand. But what I got was this and it certainly fits my mood lately.
Because I am white I’ve been known as slutty Ashley.
I need to find my self worth again.
Whatever you say. Sure.
I am.
