Post-Graduation I will live a life loving daddy longlegs and embark on an adventure observing their large strides finding that the greatest pain is from the angry thorns of a blackberry bush. I will live a life like that. - Sappy
Tag: poem
Capturing Campus: A Dandelion Achievement
A Dandelion Achievement
I remind you what the dandelions told me:
don’t be happy, they said
be content instead
why smile when flatline lips looks so good on you
when other hearts shudder and thud
yours is still
but I still hear you begging
better make me, make me better, medicate me
make it last
time will scar me
and the sun only shines half a day
it’s best to try
try to be happy
to smile through it all
to relish in hunger
to moan as you loath
to indulge in the terror
the bleeding and belting
I remind you
to water them
but tell you they are weeds
~Sappy Daze~ Day 25
College Ingredients A hint of spicy imagination (adjust to taste) Some citrus zesty energy 1 stick of buttering professors up 2 slices of cheesy lines that weren’t very sharp 1 classroom of crushed egos after a final 4 punches from bitter grades 7 shots of sugary drinks 1.5 cups of floored college kids on a Saturday morning - Sappy
Capturing Campus: 21st
21st
Clouds stretched thin
like dead end
roads or frayed hair
sharpen the pencil to the point.
of breaking
of knowing
the answers
| watch |
the world weeps to celebrate
cross the street
meet a friend
and another
for lunch and a book
that reminds you of someone
watch the sky die
let the bold moon
speak to you
drink loud music and vodka
shake the floor with your tongue
sway and smile
desperate and dizzy
on the night you agreed to
nod and say
it’s time to leave
and wake to the rising sun
TALKING THROUGH THREADS
All coordination/ Matching to the heart’s content/ Let the mind wander
~Sappy Daze~ Day 24
It Smells of Tears It’s like setting the world on fire. A fire so strong it sets winter ablaze. It’s like melting ice cream. A sweet treat on a miserably hot day that’s supposed to make you feel better. Tears are like adding fuel to a car. They get you going and going and then you’re going off. But before you can wreak the havoc you want you burn out. You quiet down and you wonder where you were going. You sniffle and smell fire. You wipe your eyes wet from snow and see your body covered in ash. You wonder why you cried. You marvel at how you’re still alive. - Sappy
