Archive for the 'Poems' Category

I Care

 

That moment of concern that fills my head

I put on a mask to become a strong shoulder

I would sit and watch as you cried in bed

I say in my mind, “I just want to hold her”

Everything pulling you in a different direction

I see you in pain but I don’t know what to do

You look at my face, my worried complection

I want to help, I want to care for you

Complexion

 

 

My life is unfair

Why are people attractive

I am a trash can

Empty Disaster

 

 

Anxiety gets caught in the dryer cycle

She feels like a tornado that has been set on fire

She pulls her head down and curls into a ball

She gets out, as she stands the room spins

She sits down but it doesn’t stop

She puts a pillow over her head but she feel stuck

Stuck in a hurricane, drowning, but she doesn’t understand

She doesn’t understand why she being crushed

A water balloon squeezing her, filled with nothing   

 

 

Life After Math

I hate math so much

Math can go die in a hole 

I cannot do good

Because i’m not very smart

I hate math so very much

 

I don’t understand 

imaginary numbers 

Why are they in math

It does not make any sense 

I think math is so stupid 

 

I want to leave school

And get a sugar daddy 

And live happily 

So I don’t die in school

I will be so filthy rich

 

I will live happily 

With a sugar daddy 

I will have a big yacht 

It will not be big enough 

I will demand fancy things

 

I love Gucci shoes 

That my sugar daddy buys

I strut in the house 

with my fancy red bottoms 

I am Cardi B, love me 

From Paris

 

Zinaida, you’re the one I was meant to be with

I saw you sing in Paris and I want to make love to you like the city

Night time falls and I see you leave your hotel

As you walk by your hiney sways like the Royal Bell

I dream about holding your derrieŕe as we lay on silk

Dance with me in the sheets and show me your Russian moves

Alexander’s aide-de-camp, Nikita, can’t do what I can do to you

 

When you yell with sweet tones my body gets chills

I wish to give such euphoric feelings

The queen of music and beauty, my queen of music and beauty

How I would do so much to make you sing sweet sounds of joy

 

Luxury and fame, you already have, so let me give you something better

Oh let me love you like the people love their vodka

Volkonskaya, you are to be graced for the rest of your life in Santi Vincenzo e Anastasio a Trevi

Eventually I shall join you and we will shake the church