Poems from Lavender Punkin
The glass on my window moves back and forth
The wind makes a pounding noise
Every so often I have to check
To see if someone is out there...
Follow me
Through this dance of conformity
Copy my movements
Add them to your list of improvements
Your sickness cannot frighten me away...
A small glimmer dancing over a shoulder
Is the only thing battling this darkness
A heavy load of anticipation
Weighs wearily on my lungs...
The sun has a waking effect
On those left for dead
Decidedly a lost cause
Because they more easily bled
These band aids can only cover...
Clench
Unclench
Clench
Unclench
And the piano pounds on and on in my head
Oh ouais
Je m’amuse
How can I not be?
Your French sounds like a...