Misunderstand me

I am dead serious.

Christina Strigas

You told me I was wrong

to all my rights

as I stared at tombstones

read ancient Greek adages

rolled in limousines

to graveyards and churches

but funerals are exactly like weddings

do not fool yourself

death and love

are interchangeable.

Wear black for white

white for black

only my mom is left now.

Coffin upon coffin of years

scan pictures to lost villages

escape time with movie star poses

kiss strangers into friends.

Drink shots of Metaxa and Greek coffee

for six days straight

and still the pain is not numb

it is all a farce

this life.

Our bodies cold

with painted lips and

pretty dresses

or suits

to make a new home

stare at endings

make new beginnings.

late night philosophical quests

of broken dreams

unedited manuscripts.

Always doing what we could

to be understood

but all I want to do

is be

misunderstood.

Bury me with…

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