grab my face
yell into it
like i am a microphone
and you are some emotional tortured soulful singer
screaming
beautiful, passionate,
raw lyrics
about
some bullshit
trivial moment
from your past.
hold me like a camera
taking delicate erotic snapshots
of some girl you loved
before she broke your heart
and took all your favorite t-shirts.
use me like a white sheet of notebook
paper bound in a leather journal,
scribble all your observations, poems
onto my college ruled skin
before you tear me out and set me on fire
because nothing you create
is "good enough"
anymore.
Whoa this is great.
ReplyDeletei'm smiling. means a lot. thanks rollerfink.
ReplyDeleteWow, so good.
ReplyDeleteThat last stanza. Whoa.
ReplyDeletebeautiful, this makes me happy. ill love you for the next 5 minutes or so then ill think fondly of you thereafter.
ReplyDeletethat's all i've ever wanted.
ReplyDeletei cannot deal with the beauty of this
ReplyDeleteyou are really nice.
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