February 16th, 2011
I wish you came with a warning sign,
some indication that you would change,
and want to move across the country
or the world
with or without
You’re a carcass
with the same polished exterior
but something frightening and sinister inside
I’d roll over in the morning
to come face to face with a corpse
I don’t recognize
Maybe I could have
spared myself the trouble
and told myself
that this is the best before date
after which I would have to leave
before we expired
The second poem I dug up from my earlier adulthood. If you can call 18 adult.
This one is also about my ex-boyfriend, except it actually is about the second one this time. I mean I totally did have this moment with the first one too, but not in this way. This was when I started realizing that he wasn’t necessarily who I thought he was, or who he actually was 6 months prior when we started dating. And I was like, “Yes, I should leave,” which would be nice except for the fact that I didn’t do that for another year and a half.
Also, the next time I am mad at a boy who breaks my heart I will spit at him venomously, “You’re…a…carcass…sss”. I think that would be simultaneously badass and hilarious. I very much wish that I had re-read this a month ago so I could use that line.
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