my friend drew me a thing!
10 hoursTen hours of sleep just wasn’t enough,10 hours by Sasukesadork
Ten hours just wasn’t enough
I got so tired ten hours of sleep
Wasn’t enough to wake me up
The coffee is cold bitter mud today,
The coffee is thick as mud,
Ain’t no sugar to sweeten it up,
The coffee is thick bitter mud.
Lately it’s cold like the walls are cardboard,
It’s cold inside and out,
The wind blows through the seams in this box,
It’s cold both inside and out
Work’s got my feet achin today
Works up my ankles and knees
I’m on my feet the whole damn day
Work’s got me achin today
I get home at night and I can’t sleep
I’m so tired but I can’t sleep
I drop my bones back into bed
But I can’t get my brain to sleep
early fallI don’t know what happened,early fall by Sasukesadork
I was sure it would be a couple of months
Before everything started hurting again
Three days of something worth confessing
That got lost on the last night when he said to keep in touch.
I was sad in the wrong way,
Too sick for free medicine
She kept inching me aside
To stand next to him
Until finally I gave up.
They were inseparable.
I drove the speed limit the whole way home
The dialogue in my head
Pressing in like stamps or brands or eyes,
Something deep and wonderful pushed the color aside,
I don’t know how you see out of those,
I couldn’t help but be dazzled.
Everything is always better yesterday.
There’s only once I was actually as happy as I remember being.
Now starts a chorus of “It’ll be okay.”
It’ll be okay, before there’s a single brick on my shoulder,
Give it a month, give it three
How will I ever stay standing.
Probably the withdrawal,
I miss the winter that freezes the ai
Clover HatsI’ve never been good at sewingClover Hats by Sasukesadork
But I can patch the distance
If you’d just write me postcards.
I’ll sing to the strings to get them to hold.
I accidentally fell in love
With the boy who lived at the bottom of our hill.
I only knew him three days.
I can’t remember his face but I know his eyes.
I can hear his voice like a bass
Like a cutting board, like the bed
I laced his buttonholes through with clovers.
I held his hand and we danced
In the amphitheater; I picked up the steps
Like playing cards, losing my train of thought
In a whorl.
For two hours he was towards my back,
As I left and he stayed still.
Now I close my eyes and turn three times around,
Once for each day,
And I point because
He could be any of those places.
Brad and CaleighSometimes I think there are ghosts in my room.Brad and Caleigh by Sasukesadork
My intestines and organs all stacked in my body,
they flip through me like playing cards;
my heart sits on top like an olive.
You can only hear them when they cup their hands over your ears.
They sit across my hips,
lean down over me,
rolling pin the air from my lungs,
squished tight like a sleeping bag.
I lay still.
Cold and invisible, maybe they just want to lie against someone.
Half asleep, they feel like waning tides.
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