you're just a boy with bad teeth
crumbling in his mouth, eyes like bits of brass-or silver if you like the looks of it.
you're just a boy with big smarts passed down, it's too bad they didn't pass down that temperament of yours too.
you're just a boy infinite.
infinite like moonfire
infinite like a crying sea of broken up tar
infinite like these paper stars she makes
her mind eating them up like candy
she misses you
and her violin sings somberly
in the corner by itself
her wings are wilted like flowers
sun-freckled hair faded
paper stars crumbling like your teeth.
boy moonlight,
you're just a boy.
YOU ARE READING
little blue flowers
PoetryA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
