Classified,
you caught me
unaware - a scattered
THING, of glitter
and moldy old glam
[Hollywood stereotypes stamped
on the back of my hand]
Something too easily
identified, the star
that fell from the sky and
rolled, down the dip
of your hipbones
[old bones of dinosaurs
where I laid my head
too many star-deaths ago]
And again, I died.
I broke in the darkened room
of your canned adorations,
the sticky sweet words you
masked me with [Bitch]
viscously sliding up
my thighs - creepy
[you are creepy].
And really,
there is no easy way
to hate you, so .please.
just let me be
[another gentle slap
across the face,
"you'll never be thin enough
'til the day you die"
as if by reminding me
I could simply disappear
in a poof of dandelion confetti,
he loves me not].
You love me not.
A contest entry
- Glitter Queens & Nicoteen by E t e r n i t y.
650 points, ended March 5, 2007, 28 entries
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Comments
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"you'll never be thin enough
'til the day you die"
I feel like that some of the time. It hit like an aussie punch in your poem. You are the best dirty pretty writer i have ever read. it makes u feel really crappy. perfect. wow
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!!! AAAAAAAH omg that is so violently unhappy. Like noo this poem made me so sad it just was painful. Like really, and it was so bad because it had so many gorgeous descriptions of things that were so depressing.
as if by reminding me
I could simply disappear
in a poof of dandelion confetti,
That was so sad, the line before it was probably one of the meanest most heart-wrenching dialogue things I have ever read. This was excellent, so emotional. ♥
o.0
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