watch the fuck out
i am so tired
while trying to take off my eye make-up
i almost put a lit cigerette to my eye instead of the cotton ball
i dreamt of someone new last night
someone i shouldnt be dreaming of
my boss
yup, i said it
my boss
we were in the cooler
holding hands
he turned my back to him
so he could hold me
he did
and kissed my neck so sweetly
he whispered into my ear
"you have customers in the bar"
i opened the door and the bar was full of people
people dressed like they were from the twenties
corsets and tuxedos
big beautiful hats
with feathers on them
themn we were outside
me and my boss
with the sky-blue eyes that cut me open at every passing glance
laying on top of one of those wheely things that mechanics lay under cars on
him on top of me
because in my dream i am obese
and i would crush him
spiraling down a deserted mountain round
winding
reckless
steering with our fingertips
going so fast i cant catch my breathe
i look up
i see spirits walking up the mountain road
right in our path
holding hands
unaware that we are going to pass right through them
he holds on to me so tight
me breathing ceases
i am unconscious
but i am dreaming
i see the lovers
when they were alive
kissing
i see their auras
combining in love
and lust
they jump off the mountain
that we are spiraling down
they are all dead
walking back to the top
to jump off again
for all eternity
we pass through them again
they are unaware
that we are lovers
because we hide it
we are coming to the top
yet its on the bottom
and we will jump
to walk up the mountain
for all eternity
because we can never be free to have each other
to sit in the cooler
to kiss in private
people are always watching
dead or alive
it doesnt matter
we can never be together
they will always know
and judge
i actually do have a crush on my boss
the first time we met
was in the cooler
when i was stocking beer for my bar
i felt his energy
attach onto mine
every time i walk by him
my pulse races
then he looks at me
and i have to remember that i am standing
so my knees wont buckle
he feels it too
i can tell
he smiles when he shouldnt
and touches me on "accident"
i dont like anyone else to drink off my drink
or smoke off my smoke
he offered me a drag of his smoke when i was too busy to have my own
and i took it
i never do that
stop being so uptight little bossman
let lilred show you how to have some fun....
while trying to take off my eye make-up
i almost put a lit cigerette to my eye instead of the cotton ball
i dreamt of someone new last night
someone i shouldnt be dreaming of
my boss
yup, i said it
my boss
we were in the cooler
holding hands
he turned my back to him
so he could hold me
he did
and kissed my neck so sweetly
he whispered into my ear
"you have customers in the bar"
i opened the door and the bar was full of people
people dressed like they were from the twenties
corsets and tuxedos
big beautiful hats
with feathers on them
themn we were outside
me and my boss
with the sky-blue eyes that cut me open at every passing glance
laying on top of one of those wheely things that mechanics lay under cars on
him on top of me
because in my dream i am obese
and i would crush him
spiraling down a deserted mountain round
winding
reckless
steering with our fingertips
going so fast i cant catch my breathe
i look up
i see spirits walking up the mountain road
right in our path
holding hands
unaware that we are going to pass right through them
he holds on to me so tight
me breathing ceases
i am unconscious
but i am dreaming
i see the lovers
when they were alive
kissing
i see their auras
combining in love
and lust
they jump off the mountain
that we are spiraling down
they are all dead
walking back to the top
to jump off again
for all eternity
we pass through them again
they are unaware
that we are lovers
because we hide it
we are coming to the top
yet its on the bottom
and we will jump
to walk up the mountain
for all eternity
because we can never be free to have each other
to sit in the cooler
to kiss in private
people are always watching
dead or alive
it doesnt matter
we can never be together
they will always know
and judge
i actually do have a crush on my boss
the first time we met
was in the cooler
when i was stocking beer for my bar
i felt his energy
attach onto mine
every time i walk by him
my pulse races
then he looks at me
and i have to remember that i am standing
so my knees wont buckle
he feels it too
i can tell
he smiles when he shouldnt
and touches me on "accident"
i dont like anyone else to drink off my drink
or smoke off my smoke
he offered me a drag of his smoke when i was too busy to have my own
and i took it
i never do that
stop being so uptight little bossman
let lilred show you how to have some fun....
17 Comments:
I don't think I've told you this yet, but I'm sure others have, your poetry is absolutely captivating. I generally dislike poetry, but this I can read. Five stars up.
wow, thanks anthony. i dont really consider it poetry, i just write it as it pops into my head.
whats the deal, you never comment on my blog?
I read it most days, I just usually don't know what to say. I don't often feel like I have much to add to the discussions over here. Sarcasm here would generally be insensitive and that is pretty much all I'm good for.
I'd definetly consider it poetry. I think its because you write it so casually that is sounds so natural and I enjoy it.
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Red, a little piece of advice for you: Never fuck where you make the buck. It only messes things up - especially if it doesn't work out.
I would focus more on finding PJ. That is an amazing story!
i'm with lolo, doing the boss is always fun, but it really fucks everything up in the end.
yea my mum always said "never shit where you eat" you don't want to deal with the fallout if that should happen...
I'm with Anthony, I often read but don't know what to say...
That never stops me! I spout off about all sorts of things.
really, so you dont think i should screw my boss? bummer.he's adorable...
i have been looking for pj, but all my letters come back. i cant find him. i think he might have moved to colorado because he had some family there...so sad...
"never shit where you eat" i love it!
Red, FIGHT IT! You don't want that. Unless you think it could lead to a meaningful relationship. If it's strictly sexual, DON'T DO IT. You deserve more than that!
Did you do an internet search? Did you try to contact his family that's nearby and ask them where he went?
YOU SMOKED OFF OF HIS CIGARETTE???? I'm surprised you didn't scrub your lips with a wire brush when he walked away.
lo lo, i did do a search and his name showed up in colorado, but i got no phone number or address.
maybe, only you know me...actually, he is more anal retentive than you or me so im surprised he offered it..
I hope the butt was wet.
it wasnt when he gave it to me, but i was wearing lipstick and i asked him if he cared and he said no, so when i gave it back it had lipstick on it and he smoked off it anyway...i think he might love me...
I'm woth Lo Lo and Sandra - don't shit where you eat.
bellissima! besides the friend who got me started on blogging - your blog is the only one I've stumbled upon so far that I actually enjoy and look forward to.
i did take the blue pill. it didnt work. im still here
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