Saturday, November 12, 2016
When I start to build a bridge
of logic & what's best for me,
you interrupt this
by looking at me.
Each one of your eyelashes
are matches
& this fire distracts my view.
Such a pretty sight
burning the stability
out from under me.
.Laura Curren.
It's all about instant gratification,
followers & likes,
media politics,
facebook soapboxes.
It's all about your internet history
haunting you with ghosts of past clicks.
It's scrolling through thoughts already
chewed up & digested for you.
Watching instead of being,
wanting a distant approval,
worshipping the shopping mall
for opinions
&selfie comments.
.Laura Curren.
Sometimes romance
is in those moments
that make you laugh to yourself
in a way that only you can understand.
I knew we were in it
but we hadn't said it
& I don't remember the context,
maybe it was Britney's 2007 meltdown,
but I asked you
"Would you still like me
if I shaved my head?"
"I would still love you
if you shaved your head,"
you said.
& there it was!
Just like that.
You corrected me
in the most beautiful way.
.Laura Curren.
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