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yzarac yzarc,that’s crazy backwards
does it mean im mad
or sad and lonely
(or happy or cheery? obnoxiously so?)
that i don’t know
but the feeling i feel, doesn’t feel real
or maybe it does, but who knows? i'm crazy
crazy as yzarac yzarc
ive gained some weight
but too much
or maybe it’s twenty
i've been cutting my leg
please i pray, don’t tell my
don’t tell my
don’t tell my
[insert shrink, mother’s, overly dramatic best friends’ name(s) here]
my dog is dying.
i feel it around her
i got this image her last night will come
sooner or later
shes got heart disease & bladder infections
when i pet her stomatch sheusuallygrowls
but today when i pet her stomach she sighed,
then closed her eyes.
Ive been getting these visions
these dreams, these lies
i'll be left [behind]; abandon by everyone.
i've given up hope
no show in new jersey.
it’s all too much anyway [right, one song?]
-first, i want off my hair.
-but right now, it’s my eyebrows
if my friend (whose a girl) can be bald
i can be too if i wanted to
[i want to do it for the same reason frida kahlo did it,
because i want the craziness outside to match the inside
and it’s mainly my way of taking my craziness out on myself
those are also the two reasons i cut my leg
you could say i do it for attention, but no one has noticed my cuts
so, there you have it]
all of these objects surrounding my desk
i could if I wanted to
kill myself with them.
but sucidi suicide is for stupid kids,
they’re overdramatic [right, elisa?]
now isn’t that right?
berlin& chriswells&josh aristy,pugh&lucas&preston&jacob tobia(& youre date at queerprom)&maris[ormaris,howeveryouspellit&joekirlauski&mom&dad&mike&keith]donna&drdahly
note: the ’s indicate additions from the original poem.