have some poems in my pocket

under my skirt

between my legs

along the highway to the city

writing them in my head

in my bed

everywhere but here,

i’ll come back sooner or later

but they take control now

and my notebooks aren’t empty enough

and my love is not as full as i want it

so i drown it

add some ice to it

and shake the shaker with

instant cosmos on the table.

i’m the best suburban downtown barmaid


my heart never ages

you look like sisters and other lies

i hear.

oh, come on, you know the drill

the thrill

you can find it anywhere else

but here.

poems set me aflame now

let reality burn down

to the ground

i won’t call 911.

i’d rather be a ghost.

I see nothing but love

and even that covers itself up

and hides from this painting.

leave my blindfolds on

i like it that way.

36 thoughts on “poems

  1. “have some poems in my pocket

    under my skirt

    between my legs”
    Soooooooo love those lines….. nice to read you again here Chrissy. I don’t really get on here much but I always love stopping by my favorite site on here xoxo

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      1. TY so much, I was indeed spoiled and stretched in so many different directions having Kids living in different countries and time zones, but wonderfully blessed and thankful, indeed.
        โค (เน‘ฬ€ อœส–เน‘ฬ) โค .

        Where's this little fellow โ›„โ›„โ›„โ›„โ›„โ›„
        when we need him most?
        Just a big Coward แ•™(โœฟโ–ฟโœฟ)แ•—

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      2. TY so very much, dear Chrissy. I just have to remember to take it easy today, indeed. A lot quieter, that’s not always a bad thing.
        <3(เน‘ฬ€ อœส–เน‘ฬ)<3 .


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