YOUR BODY IS MAGIC

teach me how to see you

without thinking about when you’ll die

brilliant blue eyes do nothing

when they are buried but everything

when I am shaking again shaking again

telling you not to cut your hair because you grew it

I’ll save every piece of you to put in the $395 plot I can’t afford

let me scratch off your scabs and watch you make more

let me collect your cells like I do your words I want all of you

for $3000 I’ll have your ashes made into a real diamond

it will sparkle in the sun and I will have no idea what to do with myself

AFTER THAT THE THIRD WOULDN’T MATTER

If I had three wishes

the first would be that

you could only fall asleep

when I did your fingertips

always within reach when I

wake tell me another fantasy

of what you see when you close

your eyes I am not concerned

with the real let’s float out

to sea so I can love you

it is me it is me I scream

I always thought my bedroom

carpet was the softest until

I met his anything can be great

if I want it my second wish would

be to learn the concept of

satisfied and forget the phrase

"there’s always better" ever existed

ALL GOOD THINGS

buy sets of dishes and

break them on the front

porch this is not who I

wanted to be I fall down

the same as you and have

more bruises no matter

what we wanted we are

too selfish to get it we were

told to have spirit spirit

that doesn’t make you wild

spirit that makes you brave

stand up for what you want

but pick the right thing

ICE CREAM EVERYDAY

do it on purpose acid mouth

shake your legs when you don’t have to

make your blood vessels scream

stay in the red otherworldly

make them stay

you can make the water colder

in or around your body warms

plays the game

you drown in your own way

you can lead a horse

to water but

you can’t make her swim

WE’LL DIE SOON

we sit on bar stools we laugh so loud

with such a nice sound people across the

street even have to look they already saw

us anyway we walked in bodies swaying

to the beat in our head of the last song we

heard on the radio the one you will play in

twenty years picture girls just like us

sitting on bar stools gin mint lime breath

laughing the loudest making a scene we

are the makers of moments the ones afraid

to stop running running for the love of the

street the love of the beat the fear of going

home the fear of ever being seen we only

wanted we never needed we only do do do

thinking is too much there is always too much

to touch to learn to love to be there is never

enough to make us see us never enough to

make us slow down there’s never enough for us

we could do so much we could do so much

nothing nothing will ever be enough to make

us feel like we won’t fall down down right now

we sit on bar stools we stay dizzy all day haze

we spin around in the sun and love the feeling

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

I guess I’ll put on something cute

and go do something fun

because I am not in love

and what else is there to do

on a Saturday afternoon when

couples are kissing and oceans

are mixing and we are all

dying and I don’t know what to do

I guess I’ll put on something cute

and go do something fun

because I know I am alone

but I don’t know how

to handle that

BLUE RIBBON

need to

bottle up your

laughter and

put it on my

shelf so I have

something to

point to when

people ask what

I’ve been

doing with my

life lately

HUMANS ARE MADE TO BE LOVED

I only buy chocolates too pretty to eat

pink flowers teddy bears and chocolate lace

I know what it’s like to be used for the wrong purpose

no one asks to be good looking,

chocolate is made to be ate

I stuff them down my throat

and hope I’ll be unpretty enough to love

to talk to to be around to be allowed to make mistakes

I TOLD YOU YOU DIDN’T LOVE ME

diamonds don’t do it

for me anymore want you to

build me a spaceship

AS SOON AS I LEARN TO LIVE A LIFE WITHOUT SUNSETS

the trees looked black

against the sunset

and I wanted to call you

because

I had never thought of a way

to tell you that I was leaving

until now

I wanted to

call you because

that is how you make

me feel I know that I am

great but what good is great

next to magnificent you

make me feel like I am but an

outline shadow haunt

of myself I want to be seen I

just want to be I am never

seen I want to say to

you in no more than ten

words that: I love you but

you are too great for me

RAZZLE DAZZLE MAGIC

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