I love certain words, like Licorice & Lacerate....

this is just a journal entry

A toothless grin, I'm starting to sink in..
Back in to that small town lull.. No turning back.. no turning back.Its so empty on the edge of town...
Just lights reflecting off the road... Just puddles freezing into lakes.

And the lights come on, and my hands move down... On screen Betty Page does a little strip tease..
Now its a Saturday nite, no truck stops to visit.
(Its a night off) A late night movie? A "adult" film star? A teenaged angel? Where do I draw the line between work and play? (Kissed by a star) This is were you wear that Girl Scout uniform, and w***e your "cookies" off... Selling to the big man, the strong man, who promises to take you away. "I swear to you my little angel, this all ends here today."
But the bills add up, and your addictions grow stronger.. and The only time you feel people care is when your on your knees. Its nice to see your name in lights. To feel your skin in leather.


I found meaning in the bottom of a Gin bottle.
(Rains falling, washing my foot prints from the ground.)
Step out into the falling sky.
Drops staining my wrinkled dress.
Looking for any back door escape.
Blackened Streets, Blackened eyes
I thought of erasing my birth certificate once..
but only felt guilty afterwards.
If only I could find another to play my part.
(Earthquakes, shaking my memories free)
Torn articles of clothing, scattered across dirty carpeted floors.
Nothing belongs to just myself,
Always shared space.
Religious acts written only on bathroom walls.
I have no clue why the paints peeling.
(Kiss me with your words)
I'm your dirty heaven, wrapped in truth.
Nothing but a door handle & a sheet of sandpaper.
(sex toys?)
Honesty, seems to be my only weapon.

Reviews

[Sarah Ramsbottom]

that you very much.:) that honestly made my morning!

[ms. barrie]

this is an incredible, write. your word choice and how you used them, very unique. there are so many lines in this piece that are amazing, very vivid in imagery and insightful. my favorite lines:

I thought of erasing my birth certificate once..
but only felt guilty afterwards.
If only I could find another to play my part.

and...

(Kiss me with your words)
I'm your dirty heaven, wrapped in truth.
Nothing but a door handle & a sheet of sandpaper.
(sex toys?)
Honesty, seems to be my only weapon.

wonderfully penned. thanks for sharing :) - adding this to my favorites. keep writing on :)