these are only thoughts

Bells

Jennifer Pelipper sucking a peppermint

Watching a dapper man selling umbrella bells

Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling

The dapper man’s fingers’ sing

Ring-a-ling, ding-a-ling

Buy bells, my bells

Jennifer Pelipper stole his umbrella bells

On a whim, for she was young

The dapper man sent the police after her

And from a tree Jennifer hung

Both Were Disappointed

I knew, I did

I always have

It’s painful to know what you want

I’m another replacement

For what you’re desiring

And you don’t work for what you want

I don’t like to say

That I don’t like you

Although that’s the way that it goes

Please don’t believe

I’ll always be here

Because I’ll leave, trust me, I know

Someday I’ll leave you

Quietly, like I do

And I won’t miss you one jolly bit

Memories will do

Because I don’t like you

I only like me, and that’s it

The First Flight

the first time I boarded

the flying heaps

of scrap metal and plush

and stuffy and cheap

I was a child

who could not fall asleep

an excited child

who could not fall asleep

the travel was rough

I flew into the future

perhaps I’ll see those

missing days when I die

I don’t bet and don’t gamble

don’t smoke but do ramble

and I carried my belongings

safely there where I went

there were mazes and kiosks

of blinking blue blipping

and stores pushing nothing

to keep pockets and pays in

I imagine it’s this way

wherever I’d travel

but at the time I believed

I’d discovered a haven

the thirteen hour heap

I fell dead in the hallway

full of strangers all going

the same way as I

woke up in a closet

alone on the tile

and things were all different

and I think so was I

I was wheeled through the rest

a blur I remember

some kindness, some thirst

some rushing, some hurry

there were girls with striped bows

embarrassed to be groping

I don’t think it’s important

but I worry, it’s blurry

I was uneasy

but the next sixty-two

something different about me

or different about you?

I couldn’t place it

but I barely remember

the moment I realized

what I know as I do

I looked to the side

and distastrous ascension

when had this face

acquired such pension

when had companions

acquired such tension

something I’d never seen

through this awful dimension

my god, and I saw

she’d become a monster

something crawled inside her

to puppet her frame

her skin was inhabit

by something unholy

unholy, unholy

there was nothing to save

I shrunk while I grew

when I knew what I knew

and she knew it too

when we very first flew

though I wasn’t informed

of her innermost form

and how she’d performed

before we first flew

Dear George

Some nights I do not sleep, I think of you

You had dark hair and dark eyes and disappeared before I could meet you

You played a bass and sang on occasion

And wore smart suits and smart haircuts

In the days before you grew a beard and donned hippie necklaces

Eyes that sparkled and didn’t change with age

Eyebrows that waggled when faced with a camera

Your spirit was bright and colorful and infatuous

And I watched you from afar

Looking down now and again so as to feel normal

But you never saw me

In the crowd who watched you

A lovely Liverpudlian

As the smoke that mingled with your breath ended your lungs along with you

And The Lights Are Too Hot Out Here

You are all so very tall

While here I stand so very small

But I must stand amongst you all

And try my hardest not to fall

I do not get the jokes you tell

I do not converse too well

Your whispers are louder than my yell

But I cannot return to my tiny shell

I really do not have a clue

I am not in on the who’s who

I will never know the things you do

I cannot stand as tall as you

But I will try hard not to fall

While here I stand amongst you all

Although I am so very small

My God, you’re all so tall

don’t be afraid nothing is red here

The Baron’s culpability and Frederick’s love

Frederick’s love

Hell over heels over head over hatbox

Jump like a dead man inside of a breadbox

Hell socks dead fox

Jennifer Juniper’s dead in a shoebox

Braids around heads like a racist beluga

Fans on a lightbox

Falling klieg new chops

Need a new brew box

Subtitled knick knocks

Gingerbread red cape don’t call in a old rape

Don’t call in the parents

They don’t know from red tape

Floral and Gingrich

We don’t know a backswitch

We could call the mainswitch

We could hit the lightswitch

Lottery honorary coronary commentary

Call the doctor

Call the doctor

Call the mayor

Call a nurse

Indeed

AND THEN AND then

SHERIDAN

SHERIDAN

WHEREFORE ART THOU SHERRY then

I NEED YOUR love AND THE BEAT OF YOUR heart AGAINST MY CHEST

IN A chest OF DRAWERS

AROUND THE bend WE SCORE

dare YOU CARRY MY SOUL IN YOUR knapsack

WE WERE no LOVERS

WE were NO LOVERS

WE WERE NO LOVERS

AND THE devil KNEW US NOT

And She Was

“What do you mean?”

Little girl asked

“You will be alone”

It replied

“When will I be alone?”

She asked

“Today?”

“Tomorrow?”

“When I’m older?”

“Forever?”

She asked

“You will be alone”

It replied

“Why will I be alone?”

She asked

“Have I hurt someone?”

“Am I frightening?”

“Do they hate me?”

“What have I done wrong?”

She asked

“You will be alone”

It replied

“Where will I be left?”

She asked

“At home?”

“At Nana’s?”

“At church?”

“In a station?”

She asked

“You will be alone”

It replied

“How will I be left?”

She asked

“Will they die?”

“Will they leave?”

“Will they give me away?”

“Will they kill me?”

She asked

“You will be alone”

It replied

“Please”

She begged

“Just say something”

“Something other than”

“You will be alone”

“Please”

She begged

“You will die that way”

It replied

“And no one will mourn this death”

Things I do when not on tumblr:

ihavebeensherlocked:

• knit scarves
• quilt blankets
• throw teaparties
• bake cookies

Conclusion: I AM A GRAMMA.

that sounds like me! except I only knit hats.

but the other stuff yeah \o/

you also drink tea

and make tea

like me \o/

god why do I sound so creepy ; - ;

(Source: areyoutryingtodeduceme)