i bought it every time you said it
the love, love you baby, always and forever
i bought it like a fabergé egg you know you can't afford
priceless
ended up being a dollar store version of the real thing
worthless


that’s who i am, baby
i’ll take you for every inch
but only at a bargain


i’ve used up all the coupons trying to buy my way into heaven
i remember when it sounded so real,
like the sound of footsteps on sand,
i could feel the feet digging in,
i could feel the squishing and the bite from the ocean breeze


i bought it every time you gave it
the lies, the lies from you, baby,
always and forever:


there are no refunds here.




09/29/2018
Posted on 09/29/2018
Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Johnny Crimson on 10/19/18 at 12:05 PM
Ava,
This takes
the snare and bass
and devours them 
square in the face.
Well done!
Posted by Rob Littler on 10/22/18 at 05:52 AM
...Cajon I hear... and those eggs are horrid, any version.