Urgent:Please Help!
I need to know what poems to read at this poetry and music thing I'm doing tomorrow nite. I need to know which one is the strongest, the least pretentious. . .basically, which one is the best. I have one picked out, I just can't decide which other one to read. Don't be shy, criticize if need be.
caught off guard
bleached out hair / cartoon face full of laughter / white button up shirt / rolled up sleeves / blue work pants / rolled up cuffs / worn out green shoes / you sing our anthems / they burn into my soul / you could make me feel anything / you say that I’m too close to home and you may be right / you feel like home to me / your expert hands move with a flawless surgical precision / molding me a sense of false comfort / I know this can’t last / your attentions come and go / your charm no longer aimed at me / I wonder if I’ll ever have you back on my private stage where you sing only to me / but I know the truth / this is all a dream
surgenor
You are the arson. You began the fires in my soul that burn for freedom. Freedom from the sheltered life I had before you took me into your sadness, giving me a taste of the darkness I will crave forever. I burn for that night we held hands in the dark, that night of sweet sweat and cigarettes, that night you flicked a lighter and held it to my simplicity. You set these fires and left me to extinguish them, but they rage inside me now. I feel them all around me, sucking away my oxygen, turning me to ash. I should feel threatened and fight these fires, soothing them away with the normalcy I had before. But all I want now is to be consumed by your flames and fade into darkness with you.
9/23
When I left I felt like dying / couldn’t die in my own bed / so I drove to the ocean / played “orange rhyming dictionary”/ and tried to drown myself in you / wondered why you didn’t want me / thought it was just you / or maybe it was just me / but realized it was both of us / I hated how nervous I was / couldn’t say the right thing / couldn’t make it happen / I just wanted to be what you wanted / you just wanted to be what I needed / sat on the beach and cried / not knowing what to think / what to be / but knowing something just gave inside me / I see you in an a holding pattern and just wanted you to land / I only wanted a piece of you for one nite / you couldn’t be what I wanted / you could only catch when I wanted to fall / I want to blame you but I’m the one at fault / for a moment it felt like we fit / that soft kiss / your hands on my face / you could have kept me there forever / you’re always slightly out of reach / but I’m at your fingertips ready to be shaped / what am I supposed to say next time we meet? / sorry you wanted to give me the world / all I wanted was an hour / I never wanted anything from you / that’s the problem you say
(so far untitled)
I tried to stay away, but was swindled
By this hoodlum and his swanky speech
I was seduced
By his candied words
God, pull my sweet tooth
Make this blue/blond boy leave me be
So I can go somewhere and be someone
Not be sucked down to the blue house
With the long dead roses
Calling me, taunting me
Smooth boy wants to take me down with him
Into a world where there is no dream come true
He is comfortably complacent
Wants to love me and steal my dreams
He has none to call his own
caught off guard
bleached out hair / cartoon face full of laughter / white button up shirt / rolled up sleeves / blue work pants / rolled up cuffs / worn out green shoes / you sing our anthems / they burn into my soul / you could make me feel anything / you say that I’m too close to home and you may be right / you feel like home to me / your expert hands move with a flawless surgical precision / molding me a sense of false comfort / I know this can’t last / your attentions come and go / your charm no longer aimed at me / I wonder if I’ll ever have you back on my private stage where you sing only to me / but I know the truth / this is all a dream
surgenor
You are the arson. You began the fires in my soul that burn for freedom. Freedom from the sheltered life I had before you took me into your sadness, giving me a taste of the darkness I will crave forever. I burn for that night we held hands in the dark, that night of sweet sweat and cigarettes, that night you flicked a lighter and held it to my simplicity. You set these fires and left me to extinguish them, but they rage inside me now. I feel them all around me, sucking away my oxygen, turning me to ash. I should feel threatened and fight these fires, soothing them away with the normalcy I had before. But all I want now is to be consumed by your flames and fade into darkness with you.
9/23
When I left I felt like dying / couldn’t die in my own bed / so I drove to the ocean / played “orange rhyming dictionary”/ and tried to drown myself in you / wondered why you didn’t want me / thought it was just you / or maybe it was just me / but realized it was both of us / I hated how nervous I was / couldn’t say the right thing / couldn’t make it happen / I just wanted to be what you wanted / you just wanted to be what I needed / sat on the beach and cried / not knowing what to think / what to be / but knowing something just gave inside me / I see you in an a holding pattern and just wanted you to land / I only wanted a piece of you for one nite / you couldn’t be what I wanted / you could only catch when I wanted to fall / I want to blame you but I’m the one at fault / for a moment it felt like we fit / that soft kiss / your hands on my face / you could have kept me there forever / you’re always slightly out of reach / but I’m at your fingertips ready to be shaped / what am I supposed to say next time we meet? / sorry you wanted to give me the world / all I wanted was an hour / I never wanted anything from you / that’s the problem you say
(so far untitled)
I tried to stay away, but was swindled
By this hoodlum and his swanky speech
I was seduced
By his candied words
God, pull my sweet tooth
Make this blue/blond boy leave me be
So I can go somewhere and be someone
Not be sucked down to the blue house
With the long dead roses
Calling me, taunting me
Smooth boy wants to take me down with him
Into a world where there is no dream come true
He is comfortably complacent
Wants to love me and steal my dreams
He has none to call his own