"Art"

"Art"

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

You just can't
Quite
Grasp it,
Can you?
Why I want this
To
Carry on,
Or what is
Happening at all.
 
Would you like to
Know
Why? the cat is
Wearing a hat (?)
 
Let us have a
Good day,
I'll forget about
The
Sick sounds
You make,
And just remember
How BE-A-Utiful(!)
You are,
'Cause you're
Right in
Front of me,
Making all kinds of odd
Poses.
 
Picking at your
Self
And glaring at
Me,
You are
Terribly
Jumpy,
For someone in
Your
Position.
(For one of you disposition.)
 
You look
At
Me, and
I can't read
The expression
On your face.
(But that doesn't really matter......
 
 
I'm having fun dressing
Up
As someone
That I'm not,                                       
My eyes are thick
With
Gloop
And my
Lips
Look great,
Even if they
Feel horrible....
My eyes don't look
How they should,
But I'm not going to wash
It off,
Not while
You're
Watching.
 
(I might just
Have to do away
With you.)
 
I could've worn shorts
Today,
I could've had a
Shower,
I could've given all my
Money
To a busker on
The street.
 
I Could still do
All that tomorrow,
But now I don't really feel like it.
 
Now that
You're not watching
Anymore,
I look better
Than ever,
But that's just
My opinion.
(And that of the
Guy I'm having an
Affair with.)
 
Do you understand
Yet? What is going on?
Do you know what the rule is yet?
Because I don't.
 
But I know
That I still
Love
You.
 
Except when
You're being weird.
 
I'm going to go and
Do some
"Art" now
And I'll put
Some M&M's on
The wall....
 
                                Have you worked it out yet?
      Do you know what is going
                  On?)

© 2009 Beatrice Mars


Author's Note

Beatrice Mars
This is about the cat.

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A long interesting discussion. Maybe with your self? A fun poem to read. Made the reading mind jump around a bit.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


Self portraits?

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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