bleeding sunshine's the best

off the wall and completely bonkers

just think: piggykitty piggykitty piggykitty.

high-horse

excuse me miss,

give me your hand

and i shall help you down

from your high

high horse.

no, you're not a princess

no, you're not a bride

and the last time i checked

the queen still wears

her crown.

hair - do or hair -dont?

a gypsy in the grass

a tangled mess

a tangled mess of legs and arms
of shorts and sneaks
and sun hats, sun dresses,
red hair. a farmer boy prances
deep in the grasses
between his teeth.
the sun shines thick
across my back
of skin and heat.
with legs so white
and a face so pale
the slightest shadow
leaves a trail
of black across
the ocean.

a day of elegance and eloquence

you're late for tea.

well suited?

black gold and silver dress.

blonde hair.

and makeup along the lines of these?

Sleepless nights. Am I imagining things?

wish me luck

i've got to make an good impression.

animal testing

don't test an animal.

like a cyrus,

"can't be tamed."

can't be maimed

can't be slayed.

don't test me.

can't impress me.

i can't remember where i've heard all this from

but its chewed up

and spat out

in a reduced, reused, recycled poem.

yeah gurl, i did it.

yes, its true. alligator tears, cried over you.

http://www.formspring.me/Seewoodworth

and yes, i conformed.

a nest (with socks)

oh, my deer,

where has the time gone?

flown the coop,

grew a tree,

will we soon find a nest?

anything without prickles

and the ickles of thorns.

sufficient

trickles

of water drops, leak from the roots

of the tree clouds

branches drenched in blue,

drowning in sky.

is this where we reside?

shall we survive

on nothing but rain?

between our toes

i sniffle my nose

to breathe in the new cocaine.

know what i just realized?

i'm the justine to your whitney.if only you'd have me,
i'll try my heartest,
i swear.

inside out

write me a song

that gnarles my insides

that turns my guts

inside out

with a smile on my face

but a tear stain on my cheek

twist me

wring me

from the inside out.

a mantra of sorts

Let the blue blood in my veins
rain down to the seas
wash away my sins of green
and from that soak-ed green
let purity grow
and innocence blossom
from its roots.
Water ignorance with truth
and grow knowledge;
shower darkness with light
and let the death of the night
bring the warmth of the morn
and stark immortality
with the white of the sun.
Let me breathe with the wind
and my spirit
sway with the swallows
and dance with the deer.
Let my feet fall lightly
upon the grass so bare.
Where sky meets field,
let innocence run free,

run free,


run free.

see the sleeping bunny

sssssssssssssssee the sleeping bunny

til its nearly noon

shall we wake him

with this merry tune?

oh so still

is he ill?

WAKE UP!

Little bunny

hop, hop, hop.

(h)owl.

wide-eyed

i'm happy

alive.

(h)owl.

somebody

i need somebody
somebody
somebody crazy enough to tell me
I will love you till we
I will love you till we
till we are buried
our bodies, our bodies
our bodies buried close together
cemetery weather,
in the cemetery weather.

hey thats my dress!

i mean, OUR dress.

next time

close your eyes
let your body go limp
as i bite you harder


i'll bite you harder
lets draw some blood

cause love is a selfish thing.

I never knew what I would do

If anybody tried to speak your name

I would tear down their house and

I'd burn my way around the brightest memory of your face.

cause love is a selfish thing.