Witchcraft 404

It’s a bedspread and a hanging roof,
Thoughts when I can’t hold my head high.
A bed of thousands rough hills and
hundred ways to crush them under thin ice.
Or I just write poetry
murdering their morale
sipping ugliness from
the hem of my skirt.

Sitting across the table
they mock the way I handle my butter knife,
or the depth of my blouse,
or the unnecessary forks I never give them.
I could easily mishandle my cards
and land that flipping knife
in their soft, filthy, world-doesn’t-need gut.
I thought they were bad people.
Is it too late
for me to not be

I just wanna have fun!
One line, two lines and then three
all I see is boundaries.
Why there is a stranger on my face?
Why there is a stranger on my legs?
You no pretty,
You burn butterflies into
ashes with you stare.
My slap on your cheek
and I am a drunk

I sprawl across the bed
un-gently, motionless
sinking in Salem issues.
Orthodox minds and shrewdness
raises me every night.
The demonic presence in your heads,
work of evil on your tongues
incinerated fresh hopes, innocent fates,
begging hands, kissing lips
and you called us

The roof hangs like a bodiless head
what does it want?
Want me to pick myself up?
Before the rage engulfs me
or be scared of a grotesque face
that makes me stay low.
But I am not afraid.
I am contemplating
fitting you in this bed box
as your forever tomb.


Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Melting in your arms,
We snapped the best picture of us for Instagram.
That night we fought a lot and sat on stairs to have our first uncomfortable adult conversation.

We danced to our heart’s content and partied through the night.
I fell sick and you tended to me for couple of days so I could party again, healthily.

My Red floral dress perfectly matched your grey suit and they complimented us for being a perfect couple.
That evening we both changed into cozy tracksuits and watched FRIENDS together for the hundredth time.

We showed off our cocktails to the world cheering our anniversaries.
But the time I’m grateful for you is when you remind me to drink water everyday.

Night movie shows capture how lovely of a couple we make.
But fight over UNOs, snake and ladders and video games bonded us better.

I was congratulated for best of my achievements.
And then there was you patting me on my days filled with anxieties and ugly running noses for having a courage to dream.