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Bear Trap 🥀 (my trendy hipster style look book and alternative outcast poem reading)
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my poem:
I bloom as fast as the flowers
Late in June
I take a while
Do you know I was a kid once?
Same
Body
I still wear the same sweater, from back when I was 14
Back when I had nobody to please
Just being me or the “me” my parents let me be
I can’t wait my turn
Not no more
Patience is a lie
When you’re growing inside, all the time
Cross the road when you want
The time is now
Fuck the clock
German Shepard on a chain
Remind me of what my days were
Back when scribbling with chalk on the sidewalk, was all I really wanted
Vapes on the floor
Ditching class and failing p.e
Abandoned car seat
You never really grow up of being a baby
I don’t shine like the sun
Glimmer like the moon
Don’t look at me, not on purpose
Only because you can’t look away
Pay attention to me, what do you do want from me?
I’m only giving myself out for free
For the feelings daddy couldn’t give me
The older, the better
The younger, the meaner
More insecure
I’m too 23 to feel free
Give me 30, 40, 50
Love my generation but not enough to kiss them. Date em
Too mentally crazy
And I’m just like them
You can find me hiding in The Alleys
Where’s it’s quiet
And the strays skip happily
Bet you can’t look away, once you do
It’s kiss me or harm me
No in-between
Want me or trap me
Hold my soul, likes it’s yours to own
Can’t catch a butterfly
Can’t force the wind
I’ll be your girl
If you promise me one wish
Freedom
I’m looking for a daddy
Not a dad
There’s a difference
One you only call after midnight
One never calls you back
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poem: Bear Trap by Roger Rudes, (2023).
Unloved Ones 🤍 (my indie sleaze revival style look book and heartbroken girl poem reading)
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my poem:
Happiness comes and goes
with girls like me
Never too happy
Never too sad
Always depressed
It’s a part of me
The part of me I never leave
“Stay stable, stay calm”
Nobody likes an angry baby
With too much to say
Pacify me
With a blunt or beer bottle
Turns out I hate myself
Drown myself out
Til a new day
New month
New year
If I’m 23
Why do I feel so 17
Ugly yet sweet
Cynically pretty
On the edge of something
I’ve been edged of my own glory
Give it to me or get me off
I want the dream
The one I casted myself
It’s my fault
Blame it on the Talking Heads on TV
The Popstars
above me
Praying to False Idols
The only God I know is female
And she’s me
Nurture me and I’ll give you my seeds
I never kept a plant alive
But I could try again
Maybe a cactus this time
What if it wasn’t my fault?
Shift the blame
I absorb your shame
I’m a teacher with a 2.0 GPA
I wouldn’t take my advice
Unless you wanna have fun
Paint our nails red
Lips too
Cruise with the music too loud
Sad Songs Only
Cursing out all our exes we never had
I don’t think a blow job counts as a second date
But I’ll find the love where I can get it
This week’s been so long
Give me a break
Don’t fuck Mondays
Fuck me instead
Hurry and take my Polaroid
Before I end myself, metaphorically
Fake meat and clearance rack tees
We’re not rich, but we’re holy
God would smoke a pack with us!
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poem: Unloved Ones by dark baby, (2023).