Roxy's Rejects
A Trove of Trash
Love and Other Things
UNTITLED.
The words went away with you.
With your last breath, you took them.
My life stopped
When yours did,
And now a shell has been roaming my world.
There is nothing in these veins.
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FOREST GREEN SWEATER.
I feel everything.
I feel the rain bleeding
Colors receding and puddling in new haunts.
I feel the wind screaming
Lifting my hair and arms
As if to say,
"I am here and I am all."
I feel your footsteps
As they echo your empty chambers,
A call pulling you back
To the mundane, the dark.
I feel me-
The life pulsating within my chest
As I listen to the rage outside
And would give anything
To place my hand upon your cheek,
To feel you whisper in my hair
And to hear your breath in time with mine.
I feel everything.
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UNTITLED.
I can't breathe here.
It's like I'm waking up into a pillow you're pressing against my face,
And it's you.
And I think I should scream,
But you're killing me so incandescently that maybe I'll lie here awhile
And watch your eyes gleam,
You monster.
BLISS.
“Your body is perfection;
It’s best that we hide it.”
So he found me a cloak
And we wrapped me inside it.
“Your fingers are graceful,
Your hands are sublime.”
So he found me a hammer
And smashed one at a time.
“Your hair is so luscious.
I know others- they covet.”
So he found me some scissors
And each lock we then chopped.
“Your voice is like music,
Like an angel or siren.”
So he found me a lighter
And my throat we set fire in.
“Your face is pure beauty-
Surely others you will seek.”
So he found me a dagger
And ripped open both my cheeks.
“Your spirit is so free
But you need to be tamed.”
So he found me a harness
And as he tied me he claimed:
“Now your beauty is mine;
Forever blissful we shall be,
And when you look in the mirror
All you will see is me.”
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TRYING TO WRITE.
My stomach gnaws
Like some phantom jaws
Are tearing me open.
My grief is alive.
An animal.
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HE MADE ME MAD.
Sweetheart,
I think I'm losing my mind.
Those frenzied little circles
I still find myself spinning in
Keep multiplying.
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