Sunday, July 28, 2013

whirl me around
in your lips
chew me up
and spit me out
with your harsh angry syllables
and i will tumble off your tongue
rolling and rolling
across the linoleum
until i reach the
door

Bloomed (one word)


i want to bloom like a flower
that has not bloomed
i have not bloomed
yet.
and i dont know if i will ever
what if i am not like all the flowers that have come before
what if i am not a
late bloomer
but a
never bloomer
a not-bloomer
i want to bloom
for i have not bloomed