I dream red dreams
of jagged pain
Mine or yours
what does it matter?
How can I leave?
Twist your grip
while you throttle
You’re all revved up
but I can’t breathe
Your bully moves
will leave a stain
Snap your fingers
Hear beer glass shatter
a clock’s cracked face
as seconds scatter
Around and around
in circles I go
My dizzy thoughts
are spinning, mad,
sometimes fast
sometimes slow
while my hurt lingers
I am your bitch
You’ve ripped my claws
I bite my paws
My fingers twitch…
Why do you always
act so bad?
Chase some tail
fry my brain
You slam the doors
and leave me howling
on a short chain
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem - any style, any genre - inspired by or similar in theme to the Bjork song 'Bachelorette' (see selected lyrics below). Go crazy (Bjork is a talented lady, but she's nuttier than a schizophrenic squirrel, so let's revel in that!) - free your imagination, and let's see what we can come up with! Sample lyrics from the start and the end of the song (feel free to look up the rest, of course):
I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
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I'm a tree that grows hearts
One for each that you take
You're the intruder's hand
I'm the branch that you break |
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Fleedle's Bjork-Based Poetry Jam
Contest Winner
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