she's so...

alphabetical disorder

here we go.
right where it's quiet
and i swallow ghosts just to fill me up with something real.
been sun bathing my guts on the sidewalk
birds fly ahead and peck at what they can eat.
i taste like the sleep i digest.
muscle cramps and biting my lips till they bleed.
sweats slips down my back
crickets chime in
just in time for the stars to melt.
Whispers tickle and stab my ears.
"she's so..."
and i am
and i am.
fingers press into my neck
and carve the sentence i can't finish.
boys like me better broken
and girls like me better up against a wall.
away from the meat.
that struts in with a cigarette planted in his mouth.
pulling up concrete to cover my scars
and stories that are really just lies.
it's time to sleep.
it's time to stop.
just wait.

Reviews

[Annalisa]

Herm. This was interesting, a bit disjointed but that worked for the poem. I would suggest going through and checking your spelling again, I know at least "batheing" from the 4th line is wrong and there may be others so run it through a spell check real quick. But the poem was different, which is always good, I especially loved the lines:

"boys like me better broken
and girls like me better up against a wall."

I'm not sure what I loved so much about those lines but they were really special. Anyway, good jog!