DANGER & BLUSH BY JOSALEIGH POLLETT
MY FATHER SAYS I LOOK MORE LIKE MY MOTHER, AND LATELY MY VOICE IS STARTING TO CHANGE
HOW IS IT TO LOVE SOME ONE TRUE, LIKE A DAUGHTER, WHEN SHE LOOKS LIKE THE WOMAN WHO BROKE YOU
HOW STRANGE
WOULD YOU TALK TO HER
OR THE ONES YOU ONCE LOVED
DID YOU FORGET SO EASILY THE DANGER AND BLUSH
AND THERE’S HEAVY IN ME THAT FLIES LOS LIKE AN ARROW, SPINNING AND SICK AS THE STRING IS RELEASED
AND I CHOKE TONGUE-TIED AND THE SIGHT OF THIS FOREST
FINALLY, I AM SMALL AND CAN SEE
SOMEDAY IT BECOMES, YOU HAVE LESS LEFT TO LOVE THAN YOU’VE LOVED
IT’S NOT EASY TO SAY THAT WE KNOW EVERYTHING THAT WE FEEL GOES AWAY
THESE DAYS PASS SO QUICKLY THEY WRECK ME, LIKE A TOO BRASH CAR CRASH YOU CAN’T SWERVE AWAY
AND IT’S NOT THAT I’M DOING GOD’S WORK OR NOTHING, IT’S JUST BOREDOM IS MY KILLER THAT KEEPS ME AWAKE
SO WOULD YOU TALK TO ME
AM I THE ONE YOU ONCE LOVED
DID YOU FORGET SO EASILY MY DANGER AND RUST