A haiku
Very random poetry
Marshmallow
Friday, February 29, 2008
Ice
Glittering, pearlescent
The leftovers of a winter storm
A tenative foot forward
I don't fall
So I take another step
And land on my ass.
The leftovers of a winter storm
A tenative foot forward
I don't fall
So I take another step
And land on my ass.
The Show
I watched you dance like there was nothing worth savoring anymore
The studs on your wrists and belt under the spotlight, shining
A badge of your I don't give a fuck status
The low thrum of the bass guitar strung out, screamed to me
Everything you tried so hard to lock inside, tales of deadbeat daddies
And mothers who just gave up, of nights you couldn't remember
And losing your virginity to a whore old enough to be
Your unwed teenage mother
It was then I noticed how you seemed to tilt your head ever so slightly
So that I was in your direct point of view, unwavering, unafraid, charging into
Your territory with no apologies, no shame, and the burning desire for you
To notice I was wearing your favorite necklace, the one with the wooden beads
Standing in the corner, the object of your new superficial affections, I knew
She saw me, and I knew why she dragged you away after the show
Refusing all offers to catch up, and maybe buy you a drink for old times sake
Because I really miss talking to you, no, jealousy dictated the motions of her
Body across the floor in front of me, so that no matter what I could not
See you walking away, and maybe that's better for me because I'm
So used to watching you leave and how could
You pick that naive little girl over me, but that's just me being bitter
And I digress, cynicism was never my best characteristic
So I left the show alone, and hoped next time you would be too
The studs on your wrists and belt under the spotlight, shining
A badge of your I don't give a fuck status
The low thrum of the bass guitar strung out, screamed to me
Everything you tried so hard to lock inside, tales of deadbeat daddies
And mothers who just gave up, of nights you couldn't remember
And losing your virginity to a whore old enough to be
Your unwed teenage mother
It was then I noticed how you seemed to tilt your head ever so slightly
So that I was in your direct point of view, unwavering, unafraid, charging into
Your territory with no apologies, no shame, and the burning desire for you
To notice I was wearing your favorite necklace, the one with the wooden beads
Standing in the corner, the object of your new superficial affections, I knew
She saw me, and I knew why she dragged you away after the show
Refusing all offers to catch up, and maybe buy you a drink for old times sake
Because I really miss talking to you, no, jealousy dictated the motions of her
Body across the floor in front of me, so that no matter what I could not
See you walking away, and maybe that's better for me because I'm
So used to watching you leave and how could
You pick that naive little girl over me, but that's just me being bitter
And I digress, cynicism was never my best characteristic
So I left the show alone, and hoped next time you would be too
Ashton (written waaay back in highschool)
You twirl your hair with a smile
And say "I think I'll change my style"
I'm tired of being a punk rock queen
That trend has become so obscene
I think I will be a skater instead
I'll chop off my hair
And wear the right clothes
The shittier I look
The less everyone knows
I'm a liar, imposter
Troublemaker and slut
I will find a boy in a band
And say "I'm your biggest fan"
I will buy a new drumset
Just to impress
Piss off his girlfriend
And cause a huge mess
I love him this week
He hates me forever
But I'm finished with my little endeavor
This skater thing is so boring
I think I'll be goth instead
And say "I think I'll change my style"
I'm tired of being a punk rock queen
That trend has become so obscene
I think I will be a skater instead
I'll chop off my hair
And wear the right clothes
The shittier I look
The less everyone knows
I'm a liar, imposter
Troublemaker and slut
I will find a boy in a band
And say "I'm your biggest fan"
I will buy a new drumset
Just to impress
Piss off his girlfriend
And cause a huge mess
I love him this week
He hates me forever
But I'm finished with my little endeavor
This skater thing is so boring
I think I'll be goth instead
A Mix For Letting Someone Know You Love Them Without Saying It
Fallen Snow - Au Revoir Simone (The Bird of Music)
Take Me Anywhere - Tegan and Sara (So Jealous)
First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes (I'm Wide Awake It's Morning)
Handle With Care - Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins (Rabbit Furcoat)
The Book of Right-On - Joanna Newsom (The Milk-Eyed Mender)
Trying Too Hard - Love is All (Nine Times That Same Song)
P.S. You Rock My World - Eels (Electro-Shock Blues)
Anyone Else But You - Michael Cera and Ellen Paige (Juno Soundtrack)
Take Me Anywhere - Tegan and Sara (So Jealous)
First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes (I'm Wide Awake It's Morning)
Handle With Care - Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins (Rabbit Furcoat)
The Book of Right-On - Joanna Newsom (The Milk-Eyed Mender)
Trying Too Hard - Love is All (Nine Times That Same Song)
P.S. You Rock My World - Eels (Electro-Shock Blues)
Anyone Else But You - Michael Cera and Ellen Paige (Juno Soundtrack)
A Mix to Dance In Your Underwear To
Entertain - Sleater-Kinney (The Woods)
Busy Doing Nothing - Love is All (Nine Times That Same Song)
I Was Born (A Unicorn) - The Unicorns (Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone)
Dashboard - Modest Mouse (We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank)
Kiss You Off - Scissor Sisters (Ta-Dah)
North American Scum - LCD Soundsystem (The Sound of Silver)
Lollipop - Mika (Life in Cartoon Motion)
Busy Doing Nothing - Love is All (Nine Times That Same Song)
I Was Born (A Unicorn) - The Unicorns (Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone)
Dashboard - Modest Mouse (We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank)
Kiss You Off - Scissor Sisters (Ta-Dah)
North American Scum - LCD Soundsystem (The Sound of Silver)
Lollipop - Mika (Life in Cartoon Motion)
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
My attempt at an older style
Cool November wind, ever reminder of winter around the corner
Stir up the leaves from a surface grave and dance
Oh dance with me upon the windowsill
We watch young lovers pass below and wonder do they see us?
My phantom friend lean in - kiss me quick!
Winter is fast approaching and you will be gone
Before we say goodbye, goodnight let us stroll across the midnight grounds
Roll and tumble along the grassy hill
What's that? Someone's coming - kiss me quick!
Winter is fast approaching and you will be gone.
December falling, a pale white interloper
Intruding on my autumnal reverie
I embraced a frozen figure; it left me hollow
And so I yearned for the warmth of a fire
The door was barred - I was left to wander
Lost among the silent beauty of the evening
Yet in the distance a song I heard
A lonesome sparrow, oh heart rejoice!
The amethyst dawn of spring is near.
Oh gentle morning, mild dawn
Awaken me with coaxing warmth
The smell of life surrounds the body
Weary with travel, heartsick with the cold
Of a winter's unforgiving hold
The promise of a new beginning - to make things right
Baptized in the dew of springtime
Under a golden blanket I lay
Dreaming of the sparrow's song
Which brought me to a newfound love.
Stir up the leaves from a surface grave and dance
Oh dance with me upon the windowsill
We watch young lovers pass below and wonder do they see us?
My phantom friend lean in - kiss me quick!
Winter is fast approaching and you will be gone
Before we say goodbye, goodnight let us stroll across the midnight grounds
Roll and tumble along the grassy hill
What's that? Someone's coming - kiss me quick!
Winter is fast approaching and you will be gone.
December falling, a pale white interloper
Intruding on my autumnal reverie
I embraced a frozen figure; it left me hollow
And so I yearned for the warmth of a fire
The door was barred - I was left to wander
Lost among the silent beauty of the evening
Yet in the distance a song I heard
A lonesome sparrow, oh heart rejoice!
The amethyst dawn of spring is near.
Oh gentle morning, mild dawn
Awaken me with coaxing warmth
The smell of life surrounds the body
Weary with travel, heartsick with the cold
Of a winter's unforgiving hold
The promise of a new beginning - to make things right
Baptized in the dew of springtime
Under a golden blanket I lay
Dreaming of the sparrow's song
Which brought me to a newfound love.
To An Ex
You'll allow me to wear sneakers and jeans
As long as I shut up, smile and
Keep the fucking house clean
I'm too angry, you said
Not angry, just jaded
In truth the world is
A fantastic place
But it's hard to keep a grin
When you're screaming in my face
Normal girls always put out
For their boyfriends
They know their place
No, normal girls fight back
After being raped, and
Normal boys don't hurt their girlfriends
After discovering her razor play
So I'll kick and scream
Read all the wrong books
Like all the wrong t.v.
I'll reject your idea of femininity
And when they askI'll be proud to say
I'm not your kind of woman
As long as I shut up, smile and
Keep the fucking house clean
I'm too angry, you said
Not angry, just jaded
In truth the world is
A fantastic place
But it's hard to keep a grin
When you're screaming in my face
Normal girls always put out
For their boyfriends
They know their place
No, normal girls fight back
After being raped, and
Normal boys don't hurt their girlfriends
After discovering her razor play
So I'll kick and scream
Read all the wrong books
Like all the wrong t.v.
I'll reject your idea of femininity
And when they askI'll be proud to say
I'm not your kind of woman
To Someone Who May Never Read This
One summer day, years ago
You went out walking in the rain
Intrigued I stole glances
While idle pratter from another
Slowly faded in the background
I wanted to join you
To know more of this strange charming boy
Summer faded, as did you
Autumn seemed a little colder
It would be years before we'd meet again
No longer a boy
Though you still loved to play
I dove back into the game
I reached for heart, you for flesh
Frustration pushed me into another
Still looking back
Waiting to see you reach for me
Morals compromised
Hearts broken
In the months following our confessions
But I meant it then
As I do now
If you were walking in the rain
I'd be right beside you
You went out walking in the rain
Intrigued I stole glances
While idle pratter from another
Slowly faded in the background
I wanted to join you
To know more of this strange charming boy
Summer faded, as did you
Autumn seemed a little colder
It would be years before we'd meet again
No longer a boy
Though you still loved to play
I dove back into the game
I reached for heart, you for flesh
Frustration pushed me into another
Still looking back
Waiting to see you reach for me
Morals compromised
Hearts broken
In the months following our confessions
But I meant it then
As I do now
If you were walking in the rain
I'd be right beside you
She Wolf
Little red watch your step
I'm the wolf at your door
My what big teeth
My what big eyes
Don't let the sheepskin decieve
I'm going to swallow you whole
Little red, little red
Hear them whisper
They say I lie
Don't trust the wolf
She'll eat you alive.
I'm the wolf at your door
My what big teeth
My what big eyes
Don't let the sheepskin decieve
I'm going to swallow you whole
Little red, little red
Hear them whisper
They say I lie
Don't trust the wolf
She'll eat you alive.
Something Old
Too long I've spent
Trying to erase
Your face, your touch, your voice
I'll keep you in diner trips
Living room forts
Arguments about soul stealing dogs
But never forget the nights
When I cried without comfort
Felt inadequite, even stupid
From your verbal beatings
So I may never
Make the mistake of thinking
I need you back
Trying to erase
Your face, your touch, your voice
I'll keep you in diner trips
Living room forts
Arguments about soul stealing dogs
But never forget the nights
When I cried without comfort
Felt inadequite, even stupid
From your verbal beatings
So I may never
Make the mistake of thinking
I need you back
No New Messages
All the love in the air
Makes me sentimental
I check my phone
And sigh when I see
"No new messages"
Makes me sentimental
I check my phone
And sigh when I see
"No new messages"
Black Roses
A bouquet of black silk roses
Convieniently within eye's view on a shelf
Serves as a constant reminder
And the perfect catalyst
For nightly terrors
In which I play the assassin
To each new piece of arm candy
You dare bring before me
Or is it really myself
What you wanted me to be
Drowned, beaten, hacked into bits
If only I wasn't so fond
Of those damned roses
I might get a decent night's sleep
Convieniently within eye's view on a shelf
Serves as a constant reminder
And the perfect catalyst
For nightly terrors
In which I play the assassin
To each new piece of arm candy
You dare bring before me
Or is it really myself
What you wanted me to be
Drowned, beaten, hacked into bits
If only I wasn't so fond
Of those damned roses
I might get a decent night's sleep
The Hungry Girl Contemplates a Cupcake
Dark moist
Ever tempting
Underneath pink swirls so soft
Stop, no, I must not
Indulge this new love affair
Sugar, butter, eggs
How dare you entice me
With empty promises
Empty calories
Oh fuck it
One taste won't hurt
Except when I find
We're all out of milk
Ever tempting
Underneath pink swirls so soft
Stop, no, I must not
Indulge this new love affair
Sugar, butter, eggs
How dare you entice me
With empty promises
Empty calories
Oh fuck it
One taste won't hurt
Except when I find
We're all out of milk
Inarticulation
I dreamed one night
I was a pirate
Stole your heart
Found some treasure
Planned to make a run
For warmer weather
Maybe I'm more impossible
Than I had hoped to be
But you'll never find
A more honest liar than me
I listen to alot of indie rock
Really not a mopy kind of goth
Sweetie you're my kind of cute
The kind of boy you give mixtapes to
And wonder if the subtext
May be too sincere
I want to dance in the rain
Go for coffee, and spend a day
Making up for all the time
We never got to cuddle
So call me when you're free
I'll be there and maybe
We'll get a chance to do
Everything we wanted to
I was a pirate
Stole your heart
Found some treasure
Planned to make a run
For warmer weather
Maybe I'm more impossible
Than I had hoped to be
But you'll never find
A more honest liar than me
I listen to alot of indie rock
Really not a mopy kind of goth
Sweetie you're my kind of cute
The kind of boy you give mixtapes to
And wonder if the subtext
May be too sincere
I want to dance in the rain
Go for coffee, and spend a day
Making up for all the time
We never got to cuddle
So call me when you're free
I'll be there and maybe
We'll get a chance to do
Everything we wanted to
Breaking the Cherry
My livejournal was getting crowded. It's still there, but I wanted something that I could add to Will's growing circle. So yeah, *waves* I'll try to keep this updated daily. I tend to write alot of poetry, and I'm always working on a novel or something. Poetry is just an easy way to fill in the gaps, and more often than not a more eloquent way to share feelings. I love mixtapes...or mix cds..whatever you want to call them. So maybe I'll post virtual mixtapes. No mp3s for now, but if you're so inclined download them yourself. I encourage independence.
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