Friday, February 25, 2011

Angsty Poems and Stuff

Hey, I have some poems I wrote while I was here. Thought I'd post them cause I just figured out where they were. If you were hoping to hear an exciting account of glorious adventures, this is not it. I'll write about that tomorrow. I'll write about fashion shows and then I'll write about being sick in New York for the first time. But tonight I have a paper to write and I just found these things. So, poems.

Her

I felt her presence when I was still a child
Felt her twist felt her push
Move,
Already violent in her prenatal state
I would lie awake nights
As she clawed my stomach walls
My intestines were her sheets
My heart her pillow, sopping with drool
Her mouth already open
Hungry
Gasping
Grasping
Grabbing
I'd moan and she would too
And we'd lie together in agony
But inside me she lay unbirthed
Growing abnormally large and festering
From being kept inside so long
I swallowed her.

I grew, so did she, together bigger
For my niceties her evil
For my timidity her brazenness
I remember the first time
She tasted flesh
She came alive
And oh so painfully
I pushed her out
With shrieks of agony
Then pleasure
She feasted
(We feasted)
She bit, tore, hated, ran
Harder
Grabbed tasted licked bit
Chew
Rip
Mean, hard, lashing
We (SHE) Scream
She gasped, sighed, she satisfied
And I was there
And she at sleep
For the first time since I was a child.

Since she was born
She's come out to feast
A demon I keep sleeping safe at my breast
An infant I silently nurture
Hair flowing frazzled
Her eyes
Wild
Mouth open Sweet teeth dripping
Hard
Hungry eyes
I moan
"She"
And I
I cry for those these teeth
Have sunk into
I'm sorry
I must
I must feed

I must feed
My child.

Lunch

Skinny girls eat their pizza
And we our salads
And envy their bare legs
And their boyfriends in tow

Size matters
For everyone.

1 comment:

  1. I hate you for how good 'Her' is. -_- We are officially rivals.

    -Olivia. xD

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