Daughter of the Stars

Across the table of a coffee house, 
She tells me she is a daughter of the stars. 
A cosmic being ahead of her time. 

I let the darkness seap in as she claims they are not who they say her to be.

Doused in MAC, 
gazing with red eyes, 
she tells me who she is not; lost,
Vulnerable,
Disturbed.

A danger to herself,
Maybe. 
Misunderstood, ahead of her time:
Probably. 
But she is no more lost than the woman on the subway 
in Chanel who is just as empty inside. 
The Chanel girl just hides it. 
The other doesn't care at all.

I take mental notes of her speech, 
Watching emotional reactions. 
Where she's broken,
Been battered. 
I am just another who doesn't believe
She's a daughter of the Stars.

She lets me get to second base,
Her lips love a mile a minute without any prompting. 
Plumato lips could go on for hours
As she gets approval from the enlightened. 

Narcissistic,
Maybe. 
Delusional, 
Possibly. 
But no more so than the starlet who sells sex to maintain her stardom. 
The starlet is just socially acceptable. 
Plumato lips is not.

She ends the night in a toilet, 
Bending over and puking by my side. 
My coffee house date
Knew my intentions
As I trailed her body with blood shot eyes. She took the train home. 
I was off gaurd.

A daughter of the stars. 
Held her head. 
In my grasp. 
I didn't believe or hear her words, 
Her pleads,
In the back of my car. 
The sensation of betrayal, hatred, lust, 
Heightened my senses as I took her. 
Careless. 
Empty. 
Objective.

My prison cell echoes back at me.
Daunting.
I am weak, 
Delusional, lost... I am
A dying star in her solar system. 

She is a daughter of the stars.

She will rebuild;
Blessed by the gods 
With immortality, resilience.  
Unaffected, she will leave me
Turning into myself
Asking why. 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Rose Diamond]

I was definitely taken aback by that ending! It's an interesting piece, and it definitely grabbed the attention of the readers, but there were times when I felt very distant from the story. This may very well just be me, but I felt as though you introduced this "daughter of the stars" subject, then almost completely dropped it, never really expanding upon it. Again, this could just be me misinterpreting the piece. Anyways, it was still a very good poem! :)

[SmittyJas]

Daughter of the stars is a promising write a good story told by a story teller with a purpose To make the reader think and ask Why at the end Its brilliant and quit the write Keep uo the good works Daughter of the stars shines with me.