Poetry Blogs (2018, insecure)
Hugh on David Clark ,while walking his dog was tragically killed by a herd of cows (48 minutes ago)
I want to be pretty.
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know if it equates to the amount of free
Drinks I can flirt my way into, how many compliments
I get on my new dress as it swishes in the soft breeze.
I don’t know how many men need to want to touch me,
How many people need to be jealous of me, how many eyes
Need to be on me.
I don’t know if it refers to the delicate purity ...
Sunday 12th July 2020 9:41 am
Tell me baby who's on your mind?
Who do you see when your lips are on mine?
Is it the guy you kissed?
Or your friend you miss?
Or somebody that I completely dismissed?
Anyway, I guess I deserve all of this.
I put you through hell when I promised you bliss.
I know i'm getting fat,
And my habits are pretty bad,
I need to trim my nails,
And I'm just always fucking sad.
What a drag.
Tuesday 6th November 2018 11:00 am