And though we’re a million miles apart
I still swear I hear your heartbeat in the whirring of my machines
And if I look out the window long enough
I swear I see you down there past the clouds
On the front porch
Sipping that wine you’ve had since before you were old enough to drink it
Do you look back and see me up here
Or do you just see the stars?
Maybe when the crabs pick me clean
As I lie bloated on the beach
We’ll finally be separated.
You sunk under my skin to the level of connective tissue, you see.
If I would have let you, you would have eaten my bones.
My sallow skin won’t stop you
Nor the brine of the sea
As it carries my toes away.
Will you take my fat for soap, will you take my skin for lampshades?
Will you give back my heart from where it’s mounted on your wall
So I can rest in peace?
No waves for me now
But the waves of nausea from passersby
That’s what happens,
They say,
When a dolphin falls in love with a shark.
Every great poet
Started out as a hormonal teenager,
trying to get into someone’s pants.
Lacking the physical skill,
They turned words into roses
And thus college boys
Into bards.
Only cheerleaders get love poems,
Some of us must settle
With month late anniversary gifts.
Every new poet
Dreams of the beauties in the crowd
I dream of the moment
Where someone finally finds something to say about me
That doesn’t rhyme with
Roses are red,
Violets are
Blue.
Only dancers get to be muses,
Some of us must settle
With being a worthy pillow.
I’m veering towards Greek poetry;
Every man I date is more and more like my father.
And people wonder why every love poem I write
Is filled with curse words.
Megatron’s Poem to Starscream
I will not cry.
Because I cannot.
I feel your mocking voice
Waiting
For any weakness
I will hold onto your poltergeist
Because it’s easier to grab
Than ash
But it’s not weak
To admit
I miss you.
I can scream
Because I know you did
And I will scream
Because you no longer can.
And Silence broke us apart.
Is it too late to say
I love you.
Is it too late to say
Goodbye?
(written 2011)
Based on this clip:
Starscream’s Poem to Megatron
You held my hand as we watched my brothers bleed to death
You held my heart and beat me with my loyalty
I’ve never hated anyone this much
So I’m going to pretend what I feel is love
You’ll see him in me, eventually
I’ll pull my punches and let that kill you
(written 2014)
AN: I decided to go with something a little different this week as well. These are two fan poems I wrote for Transformers, specifically Megatron and Starscream. Enjoy!
I won’t be the only one eating crow.
Tell him I said “Bang! Bang!”
Because I like that more than arrows like the arrows of Eros that shot me through the spine.
Yeah, I want you to feel this eke out of you like the sun eking out from the clouds
I want you to feel it like my heart felt, being plucked out by a raven.
This is it princess.
I’m going to lay you down on a bed of hyacinths,
Play you out
On a fitting instrument.
(Baby, I don’t mean it all. I just mean most of it)
I should have seen this coming.
They all run like mice from the feline, like locusts from the spider.
You should have seen this coming,
My cheeks are stained with crimson sunburns.
I am the leopard, I am the widow.
I slay my emotions like they were a dragon made of miasma
And run an arrow through.
Just let me know if there’s something worth saving before the sun catches up with you.
Some people start their poems with
“baby won’tcha look my way”
But you’re already looking my way
I just don’t know how to meet your eyes.
Baby don’t fall for me
I’ll break you where it doesn’t heal.
(and I could be reading into this but sometimes literacy is a virtue)
(Do you feel me inside you yet
because I see myself in your eyes)
You make me warm,
Maybe that’s enough.
I’m going to keep it this way
Shove it down into my heart
(and maybe a little lower)
Shove it down far enough that you won’t find it
(secretly hoping you’ll look)
And if I break you break too
Because you look at me like you can’t afford to lose me
You can’t afford to lose me
But you can’t afford to love me
It never works out for everyone
It never works out for anyone
I told them all
Boy don’t fall for me because I’ll break you where it doesn’t heal
You reflect what you sow
And karma is a cat that claws at me while it digs into my lap
I’ll never tell you how much I want you there
I’d die first.
It’s much easier to blame you
Because boys only say those things when they want to fuck me
But baby you’re a man I guess
And mine might be one eventually
It doesn’t stop me
From wanting to be something that you’d want
So you’ll say those things
Because you’ll want to
Fuck
Me
My first love was unrequited
I’ve learned that most of them should be
If I fall onto your floor
Splatter on the ground
Will you lick me up between the cracks
Take me tomorrow and I won’t tell a soul
I know I’m already between your chest
I want to be between your legs
I think I’ve felt you here before
Before I knew you were there.
Fuck you for being much too late
And fuck your perfect hair too.
(His hair is like melted chocolate
Swirled around the bottom of a scalp
That peeks through just so.
Coming down the sides of his face
Not a waterfall,
No,
Not a waterfall.
More like an ever loved childhood crush,
You resemble too much.)
Goddamn you.
And Goddamn me,
I fell and I fell and I buried it under someone else’s sheets.
I refuse to trade stability for this high.
So I tell myself that you are too short.
Too old.
Too handsome.
You’d never consider me
And my rolls of cushy fat
And my zitty face.
I’m honoured you even share with me a Ryan Gosling smile.
Goddamn you.
And goddamn me.
And goddamn you, heart,
For daring to beat for someone else.
Fuck you.
And fuck your perfect hair too.
And fuck me.
Please.
Nothing Gold Poetry. 