Alien

 

alien poem destiny williams

it is curdling inside me
a pit gnawing to get out
the darkness growing.
a void. a black hole.
galaxies spring from my head
an alien rides me instead
i am a space ship
that has landed
from outer space
this is earth
i have no place.

 

Hatchling

poem, feelings, emotional

I’ll make a model of you

Write your name down in clay

 

This here will be the day

The day we say nay…

come forward and lay

 

hatch the spider we made

on that special day

 

our tiny spider in my hands

she was yours once

 

she can be yours once again

Call Me When You’re Sober

 

Original Text

watch the wolves they know the test
and what they don’t they sniff out the rest
Lying at the foot of grandmother’s armrest
Watching the rise and fall of her breast
Readying themselves for a feast
I can see something in his teeth
A gleam, a pearl, a bone, a key
Oh I think it might be me

 

Vorgeben

 

  masks

I’m tired of being fucking reasonable
Of having to be calm, cool, collected
I want to be angry. I want to be mad.
I want to claim my birthright.
Hysteric.
It has been calling to me for the longest
Through the ages from mitochondrial eve
Adam probably called her a bitch too.

I’m tired of having to smile. I’m tired of saying sorry
for things I didn’t do. I’m tired of everything.
I’m angry and I’m not allowed to be.
I must be the voice of reason.
The fucking mediator. A role I’ve taken since birth
Between two witches and a boar.