It was quite difficult to figure out which poem I wanted to use for my last collage of the summer. All the ones I had in mind were either too short, not edited enough, or so old that I didn’t like them anymore. What I ended up doing instead was combining two poems – one that was short and didn’t really have any meaning, and another that was old, but that had potential. Enjoy!
your velvet laps my mouth
but my tonsils turn fuchsia
and cheeks and nose tint cherry.
you line my lips,
adorn my thoughts like a crown of rose thorns.
your backwashed mouthwash
and rosé-flavored mumbling
forced me to turn to
electric hot pink bath water
a toaster to plug in
pills no larger than a dime
no stronger than acetone
no pinker than how you make me feel
to cope with the bubbling magenta in my blood.
life with you
is life lived through a rose-colored contact lens
mind clouded with your coral
i sit and stare, practically drunk
on your wine-tinted energy.
my cotton candy thoughts of love
are not for you to receive as necessities
they are generosities
received as strawberry tokens of knowledge
that the world doesn’t revolve around me
just as the earth does not revolve around the sun
just as one color is no better or worse than another
just as we are only flesh and blood