girl - poem
i�m just the girl that washes the dishes
half assed and half clean�
dirty,
something�s always left still dirty
smudged out and written again
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i�m just the one that you look at
you don�t see me
i lay naked before you
and you look beyond me,
sometimes just eye to eye then walk away
clothing like pages, never tripped or
engaged with
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i�m just the girl that calls in the late�
too late in the
afternoon to bother you�
in the morning i�m just that ring
that aggravates for a while
�
i�m just the girl�you don�t miss me
you just bitch me and twist me
and put me away
i�m just the girl you fix me and
break me, my silence
my ignorance of your talking
i�m floating with nothing to say
staring at silence, we�ve embraced
and left you, we�ve both gone away
�
i�m just the girl that cries when you�re
mad�
i�m just the one that hasn�t left
like you thought i would
too stay too loudly
you�re not too happy, too bad
�
i�m just the one that you lie next to
and bitch about� the one that
steals all the blankets and kisses you
goodbye every morning, you just roll
over and snore, that�s what love
is this love all about?
what am i for? here and there i abhor
�
i�m just the one that flips through
the box full of channels
i�m too fast, past,
past the basketball noise
i�m just a girl, and i don�t light up like
neon
i don�t inhale along with the boys
�
i�m just the girl affixed to
a lap topped with keys
opening up no door
i�m just the intellectual book
you can�t crack
you�ve graduated
and graduates don�t read anything
more not me i�m not me anymore�
�
i�m just the girl that doesn�t
wear aprons or walk along with the dog
i�m just the oil you have to check
the flat tire to change
the picture cracked, beheaded chef�s
and tiggerless heads are just neck
it�s all normal, somehow it�s lost
all it�s former strange
�
i�m just the girl
the one you caressed
my cheek remembers your name
every now and again
want to go lay down?
lay down again�
again�
and let�s�yeah and again
�
i�m just the girl
that you don�t know
just the girl not
good enough
i�m just the girl you
wonder about, talk about
walking doubt and shout
and go out with somebody
else, not myself
�
i�m just the girl
not a toy
like a ball without a bat
i�m little to joy
�
i�m just the girl that talks in the dark�
i�m just the girl with one friend,
no end, and no beginning no conclusion�
i�m nothing�you�re always gone
gone away
the end
�
-PoeticaL