Disclaimer: This is my first time writing a poem in English, so that's why it may sound weird. Sorry for that
A dress up tale
I put on my platforms and mod dress
to run backwards the shifting baseline
that just drowned itself
Stole a real fur coat
just to feel its embrace
Tried to reach the angels
with my quiffed hair
Mane like a siren's to talk with them
Pointy bra, I'm not powerless
If I put on lipstick,
I'll kiss this mess away.
Perfect boning in my corset,
so that I'll hug me like no man
Ripped tights will protect my steps
Vaporous skirt, I can't be contained
Black frames on my piercing eyes
that stare at the abyss,
so it can stare me back
Coral earrings to listen to the sea
Opal necklace will be this cloud's plinth
My nails painted emerald green
point at the past that will comfort me,
escape the future that will come for me,
scratch the sadness that will confront me.
I can't lock myself in the way we wore
just to remember the way we felt
when we felt.
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