Cornelia Boom: 2016

i am the princess, and you are the pea

4:30 AM

i never sleep because of you.

you are a kroger brand freezer burned half eaten wanna be, rotting at the top shelf of my refrigerator. get out of my sheets, and don't forget your keys

please wash your mouth, your kisses have expired

and watch your mouth because, my stomach's butterflies are still hesitant to leave you for winter

i will be serving where it rains

while you convert the sun.

what a great symbol

of what our love has always been.

yes, and, i'm sorry, but,

4:16 AM

"hello. can i just ask you, what is your name? do you like sushi? and, i like your style, and your hair, and the way that you raise your hand."

hi.

my name is just friends, so, please don't touch me

and, i don't like sushi, and, i am wearing my sister's jeans

my name is thank you for the compliment, but,

my hair is fake, and, i really don't like talking in class

i mean, i think you are sweet, but, i am becoming uncomfortable

i am trying, don't you see? i have tried

i am trying

just to focus
but, you are much too handsome,

for me

yes, and, i'm sorry, but,

you are much too handsome

and, you are much too him,

for me.

i am a dead fish

11:59 PM

i am sleeping but i am not beautiful

you kissed me but you are not a prince

we were fish but not the gold kind

the kind you'd find in lakes or in ponds

the kind you'd find while skinny dipping

and they caught us

hands on bodies

bodies on bodies

bodies of water

we were lake erie, we were the dead sea.

you were called to the pacific,

and I am lying in a bath tub

and other than you, my love,

the fresh water is what killed me.

so i am writing, just to tell you, i am dead now.

i am too dead for you now.

salt water

1:14 AM

hot tub kisses

short skirt mistress

your lips taste like rain

and it won't stop raining

you are a puddle i drove into

and i need a car wash

so i will wash myself in the rain,

but not while we are kissing

i will baptize myself with your salt water lips

and you will hand me your sins

i will lay down in you

and we will drown.

so deep that our wounds will look like the moon from here,

and the poets, will look like the sun.

"and when you leave"

i tell him,

"i will cry so much i can taste you."

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i am the princess, and you are the pea

yes, and, i'm sorry, but,

i am a dead fish

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