afterA Poem by sea lily
the morning after
is, the morning after. if the boys last night looked me up and down it's because mother always said, don't let them see your frown. they don't now. so we pranced and played for them tucked roses in our wilting hair made a great show (like we didn't care.) drank vodka like champions. but there's a girl who plays with matches between her matchstick fingers and went a bit cross-eyed. i woke up in her orange bed with my make-up stripped from my dizzy head. i can't decide if it's your face that i love or your insides. i would so love to seize my life, not fill them with zombie days and half-hearted affairs of the mind. the world spins by. while i sit around gorging on romance novels and popping hair-growth pills. by the window instead of painting just leaning on the dirty window-sills. © 2010 sea lilyReviews
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Added on March 7, 2010Last Updated on March 7, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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