Little FiresA Poem by BlackbirdCoughcaw-esqueglass and asphalt on the roadway a man gets robbed a butterfly flaps it's wings alone in a forest next to the burning bridge we'll cross. little fires everywhere i write because i value writing i want to be bejewelled and valuable. so I'll copy and lie i'll go centerstage and hide. the loss of a cacoon and something else that sounds cool pain for art and anything for the arts check the mirror it's a reflection of ourselves we are all born and we are all born crying make fun of those making fun of those making fun while never having fun little fires everywhere flocking nouns brought to the adjective noun it's dark and damp and wet and dry and bright something bad is happening somewhere and i am writing this little fires everywhere writing is fun writing this is fun i prefer it to small talk and talking about the things I've seen recently it has the posture of meaning and yet there is so little and that self-awareness, above this line makes it smart this isn't stupid it's deep cause it's stupid and that makes it serious nothing is anything is anywhere is everything that line doesn't mean anything until it does to someone, somewhere, sometime hehehhehee hoohoohohoho ahahahahahahh jajajajaajjajajaajaj little fires everywhere a line that represents theme and structure written by someone who knows nothing someone who does a puzzle starting with the outside cause that's the way my grandma taught me. but i never finish the middle a little fire here variations on a theme make something impactful the piece that doesn't belong in a pattern that doesn't really have rules everything's a pattern eventually put that on a t-shirt and smack someone's a*s I got no style and I got no class so don't stand for the sadists of this life or the last it's the deal of the plastic to the massive fascists the molasses of the slow masses churned liked butter bubbling like a soda tastes like sin and feels like the way everyone loves a christian allusion maybe I should replace the 'a' with an 'i' on that word or not i dunno i dunno anything if there's anything to know i'm mindlessly writing right now to beat some kind of word count to better my competitor and seem like i was always a deep writer for the future that looks back on this to prove something to me, them, and anyone who listens to people with nothing to say. little fires everywhere their heat is cold and their light is dark their love is hate and their fuel doesn't make it run the piss and burn of the lantern's oil grazing already burned skin has nothing to give and nowhere to live it's destitute little fires everywhere little fires right here © 2024 Blackbird |
StatsAuthorBlackbirdCanadaAboutThey say to write what you know, so I guess I won't be saying all that much. more..Writing
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