Dream Snatcher

womens eyes poetry
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forgot
how i could
touch someone’s heart the wrong way
and break it in half

it’s good for a laugh
until you know where that path leads you
and how many people you fuck up
worse than yourself

i’m type-O hell
with my old me
but i break pieces off
for the so-sos
and the no-shows
because i don’t know
how else
to communicate
that being your new self
is a hard sell

i see right through your petty eyes
ignoble crusades
and shallow disguises
the way your words deflate
when you can’t relate
and for naught
i caught the feelings you forged
(but your ideals are still boring)
and i get over colds just as quickly
still nothing sticks

i’ve come to grips with the listlessness
but i’ve got a hit list
of every two-faced pincushion
trying to get their claws in my seams
for even a minute

i don’t deserve it
i stitch the stigmas
and get on with it
and i move on
because i’m bad at being honest

JD-Jurado – This poem is about trying to be honest.

ig·no·ble
adjective
“ignoble feelings of intense jealousy”

 

 

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