1. Hey Mark
me:
sometimes you have the power
to knock me over
with the slightest turn of your hand.
it scares me how i respond.
i feel so broken already,
it scares me how i fall.
remember please
i'm made of paper
spit
and the driest
of brittled leaves.
i crunch and shatter under
your
footfalls.
mark:
"thanks for the poem, it's lovely.
though i disagree with your characterization of yourself as being made of paper, leaves and spit. you are made of grit, booze, and the tears of the Micromenetus dilatatus."
2. Dorothy Parker and a Semester Abroad
it's fact that i've never seen anyone who looked quite so amazing stepping out of a shower...
Some Dorothy Parker Poem
they laid their hands upon my head
they stroked my cheek and brow
and time could heal a heart they said
and time could dim a vow
and they were pitiful and mild
who whispered to me then
"the heart that breaks in april child
will mend in May again"
oh many a mended heart they knew
so old they were and wise
and little did they have to do
to come to me with lies!
who flings me silly talk of may
shall meet a bitter soul
for june was nearly spent away
before my heart was whole.
...
You are Dorothy Parker after all Christopher.
I am your poem.
Only I was created in April, and
destroyed in May.
See? You have the power of creation and destruction,
just as the poet.
Fuck, i didn't mean that to sound bitter.
I shall never know the like of you again i think.
I hope you are doing well.
...
"Whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken, sore, and stiff.
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at; he owes me one last wish,
So here's a present to let you know I still exist;
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips
But I've got a plan (I got a plan)
Drink for forty days and forty nights.
A sip for every second-hand tick.
And every time you're fed me the line, "you mean so much to me..."
I'm without you.
[Chorus x2]
Tell all the English boys you meet, about the American boy back in the states,
the American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say."
...
FUCK! I hate how emo you made me.
I'm supposed to be grown up.
...
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