Dedicated to you

I wrote you a word
with my favorite blue pen
three words actually but i didn't start counting 
until that word turned into a sentence 
and that sentence turned into a paragraph 
and that paragraph turned into a letter
and that letter turned into a short story
and that short story turned into a seven hundred page novel
that i dedicated to you 
but unfortunately 
it was written with your least favorite shade
of blue

Same voice different place

Its a three way conversation in my head but I don't know who to listen to first


and I feel selfish for turning them off and on

                                                
But sometimes the rattling of these old bones gets annoying 
and ever since those cobwebs took up residency it gets pretty lonely


So I pick at the stitching on my sheets till the thread comes loose 
and I try to comfort myself in it but it's just string
wrapped around my finger like any other night


as strangers headlights bounce off the walls
painting shadows till they blend in
and I get tired of it


So I'll listen to the noise in my head for one more night 
and hope they come to an agreement 
       





Another story

I was the undertakers paycheck this week 
I put the milk and eggs in his refrigerator 

my headstone was crafted by a strangers hand
With another Bukowski quote slapped on like an honor student bumper sticker

They picked out my coffin while I was away
In all honesty though, they picked the prettiest one
With crimson velvet and beautiful mahogany wood

Too bad I wouldn't know the difference between it and a cardboard box

They dug that hole
Not really caring if it was lopsided or exactly six feet deep 
Just as long as it would get the job done 

Then the preacher spoke the same words said at a funeral yesterday and the same ones he would say at another one tomorrow 

And lowered me to the ground 
Tousled and upheaved to hurry it up and tossed dirt on top of my casket to engulf that expensive wood

thank goodness it was over and I could leave

Please listen

I JUST NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN TO ME WHILE I TALK ABOUT HARRY STYLES
that is all

First day

Day one of being 17, no changes reported.
-C