In childhood, perhaps there were certain characters who made you a little…uncomfortable. At the time, you might not have known why because you didn’t have the vocabulary or couldn’t quite…put your finger on the feeling. But you’re grown now…I guess… and have come to the wonderful conclusion that you are just a bit filthy, a little freak, and absolutely a furry.
But don’t worry, you’re in good company. Millions of people watched these lions, tigers, and bears being suspiciously attractive in children’s films and are probably flying the same freak flag as you.
Heeey, I heard you loved me with the lights off but I’m not some Cheshire maiden mistaken for lush beauty and kind generosity. What an atrocity to love the stars and hate the stars and galaxy and the space between your toe nails and nail polish. What an ugly shade of green. never thought you’d love to hate her you used to be whatever nice is but now you must be punished for your sins in lashings of the tongue. The bloating begins. I want chocolate ice cream chocolate syrup chocolate frappe a side of chocolate with my chocolate and a marshmallow pie. Fudge by any other name will still be fat and sweet. Welcome to nightmares, night scares, daydreams. What an ugly shade of green for snores to hide in. I’d give up sleep for Romeo if he were to climb my balcony and conqueror 15 my mind from the outside this time. Blind man, do you still lust for beauty day dazing at the yellow sun son sun of Zeus and goddesses of Earthy spirits. Here’s a hope for hoping. I’m done with wishing on falling stars. I’ll catch you once you’ve fallen.
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