they say you are what you eat
but what about what you drink?
I drank liter of juice
but I don’t feel anymore sweet
or fruity
like that candle you got me
because of my sexuality
thats only for men i tell you
you tell me that its half true
but only when its convenient
find a middle ground
or you can’t stick around
but i’m a fish out of water
and i don’t care if you want her
they say you are what you eat
but what about where you sleep?
on the top bunk of a bed
in a room where nothing is said
only heard
god i hope that was a bird
whoops
wrong room
in that room i sleep on the floor
and don’t do chores
i just sleep
and pretend to ignore
the knocks on the walls
and the thing they used to kill the lord
they say you are what you eat
but what about where you creep?
i’d rather put a bullet in my head
then have my parents say don’t let it happen again
it wasn’t my fault
i don’t care what they say
p l e a s e l i l l y
die.
you’re the only man who has ever made me cry
i suppressed
and I folded
and folded
103 times
i looked at myself and realized i was dying
and suddenly every man was you
they say you are what you eat
but what about what you think?
i live with five people
and you live with two
we all share a bathroom
but you’ve never shared a day in your life, have you?
until you met me, that is
you share me with three people
and i share you with none
well, shared
loving you was like trying to own nice furniture in a house filled with cats
i will never tell you that
i’ve been told i don’t talk much
but no one really listens much
so i’ll just keep everything in here
playing my thoughts on repeat until i disappear.
I love how easily this piece flows, yet all the lines seem to be disassociated in a way. It’s kind of this floating/melting feeling I’ve been obsessed with lately, so I love this. You’re as amazing as poetry/prose as you are short fiction, just so you know. I’d like to see more of this type of content on your blog, I thought it was a really cool addition to your repertoire.
P.s – Is ‘Chisme’ an art word? I feel like I’ve seen it before, but I could be wrong? I don’t know.
Ah, I love this. The comment about the candle was super nice. I also loved the line “loving you was like trying to own nice furniture in a house filled with cats”. It really caught my attention. Great piece!
I love this flow of thoughts that all bring me back to the title. The title is very intriguing in comparison to the post itself.
I also appreciate the subtle peek of inner-self that we got through this post.
This was very nice. Very ambiguous yet direct at the same time, if that makes sense. A lot of good lines; I really enjoyed, “but you’ve never shared a day in your life, have you?” Good work!