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3 little poems
by Jolie Jordanbeing
in the same place
twice
doesn't mean
it's deju vu
there's dirty dishes
and dirtier thoughts
perhaps even thighs
(whichever sounds better)
pretty
like a dandelion
in a sidewalk crack
but I am no flower
.
I am always thinking
about the wrong things
at the right time
I shiver and
turn
blue
in between sloppy lips
promises don't keep
.
He reached for my hand
or up my skirt
I can't tell the difference
anymore
feeling like a
robot
with guts, again
don't tell my mom
what she already knows
02/02/2012 Author's Note: Woo.
Posted on 02/02/2012
Copyright © 2025 Jolie Jordan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 02/02/12 at 02:14 PM When you feel like a robot with regard to a relationship it's time to change batteries and go in a different direction. |
| Posted by Dorian Black on 02/02/12 at 11:12 PM I quite enjoy the raw emotion in all of these. Well done. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 02/02/12 at 11:50 PM Raw and oh so delectable. Every single one. Love. |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 02/11/12 at 08:57 PM (i thought i'd commented before) there's nothing 'little' about these poems. |
| Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 02/26/12 at 05:38 AM Every time I read your work I want to buy you ice cream. |
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