escapril

without your name, who are you?: a metaphor, i guess

a beast with matted hair
licking the remnants of men off my paws

a little girl dressed in blue
singing 90's jewel songs

a witchy hag at the edge of the village
with nails as long as trees

a ghost haunting your window sill
and moans that make you weak at the knees 

i'm the patron saint of denial
i'm 100% confusion
when anyone gives me the time of day
i'm sent straight into delusion

i'm a hippie dressed only in beach waves
a padlock and a key
i'm the dirty clothes on your floor
and a mix tape cd

i'm the death of a star
and the birth of Venus

and the present collapse of America

i'm every book on your book shelf
even the sexy ones that you're ashamed of

i'm someone
and i'm nobody

a speck in the vast universe

and i wish you would just listen to me
when i'm screaming through the thirst

a/n: aggghhhh