styrofoam matchstick earthquake girl
what I wouldn’t give to own you like words
owe you like rent /
you smile at me with too many eyes /
give me some sort of coughed up vibration
spitting song across your doorstep /
seems like I can be the end of the world
when I want to be /
trip over your microcosm of being
you make me echo at
too many frequencies /
I can’t tell if this loveliness is
ever something I actually want
still I’m on edge
skin still holds this kind of trembling
I am strong enough to carry
any god on my shoulders
and my god it’s a lot
Compelling write
This poem is a beautiful exploration of attraction, desire and power complexities. I was quite taken with the imagery of "styrofoam matchstick earthquake girl", which created a vivid and unique picture. The repetition of "too many" and the contrast between wanting to own and owe someone adds depth to the emotions portrayed. The references to frequencies and vibrations add a musical quality to the poem. I felt this poem enhances the emotional impact and that makes it such a compelling read. Powerful and evocative, thank you. Brilliant work!
Alliswend bin ich nicht, doch vie list mir bewußt.