Evelyncait

Poetry and Lipgloss

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Spent The Night

Spent the night
heads thrown back
laughing at nothing at all
Told you to be careful
of your wine because
I can see your future
And when you spilled it
told me you were
just being polite
sharing with the ground
so it could roll it around
on it’s tongue
and drink with us

And we stayed and stayed
out there on the stoop
frozen fingers forgetting
to smoke our cigarettes
for so long
we became story tellers

Accross the street
the crack head he
tells them too
Debates the unseen
Rapid and furtive
hands slice the air
with critical points
Arms thrown up
when they fail
to be made

Until the world turned early
and that’s late
even for us
So we agreed
to let him have this one
Went in and left him
alone to ramble
in the privacy
of the street

Set aside our glasses
laid down our heads
and shut our eyes
to the first grey light
that dared us
Fall asleep

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chloemademedoit asked: Thank you soooo much for taking time to read and all the love. XOXO kw

I read you because you’re writing is lovely and haunting and it makes my heart squeeze. I should be the one thanking you. Loves!

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Reasons To Climb Out Your Window

Climb out your window
in a too short skirt
Heels too high
for the late night walk
one street over
down two blocks
To the corner
To meet him
To drag a smoke
between you

The hair in his eyes
makes your fingers itch
to brush it aside
Wonder how he got
or who gave him
that scar on his jaw
by the collar of his jacket
that looks like it belongs
to last year as leans against
his classic too loud
break down anytime ride
The passenger side door
wines a warning maybe
But he’s already opened it
for you young lady

So get in sit down
feel the cigarette burns
against your thighs
Smell the carbon monoxide
boast too many horses
Complain of not enough oil
Try to drag you eyes from
the way steers
and shifts one handed
the other kept at your hem
the whole way

Wherever you’re headed 
you no longer care
if your mother finds
your bed empty
puts you under house arrest
for hanging out after dark
with “that boy.”

But Danger
only takes the willing
into the night

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"The American Worker"  Photo by Ryan Zetter

Red White and Blue

This country bled red
 until tattooed misfit forearms sent torching sparks fly rescue bolted steel Brick and mortared the buildings the walls your shirts stay clean within So look down white from your top story on the honest damn dayThe rings of blue stain while your soft hands type your mind hawks empty space you can’t find yourself in Ask the blue collarsThey’ll show you the way and all who forgetAll necks bleed their collars red

"The American Worker"  Photo by Ryan Zetter

Red White and Blue

This country bled red

until tattooed misfit forearms
sent torching sparks
fly rescue bolted steel
Brick and mortared
the buildings
the walls
your shirts
stay clean within

So look down white
from your top story
on the honest damn day
The rings of blue stain
while your soft hands
type your mind hawks
empty space you can’t
find yourself in

Ask the blue collars
They’ll show you
the way
and all who forget
All necks bleed
their collars red

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doopdedoop123 asked: I'm trying to not be a weird fan but thanks for replying and I'm glad I could brighten your day :)

Not weird at all.   And you absolutely did. Thanks again!

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doopdedoop123 asked: I just wanted to say that I find your work interesting and it has a level of genuineness that is hard to come by. I hope you keep on writing and that maybe I can use your perspective in some of my works, even though I keep them to myself. I truly feel happy that I found these poems and I hope for them to be an influence soon. Keep up the great work and know that your words are more powerful than most.

Thank you so much for your kind words.  It’s such a huge  compliment you feel that I could be an influence for you.  It really touches my heart.   I too kept my work to myself until very recently.  Well, until I started my tumblr page.  And it’s comments like yours that keep me motivated to continue my work.  I hope you will share your work someday soon.  I’m sure you have powerful things to say as well.

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Bite Your Tongue

A girls lifetime
spent biting her tounge
While men speak things
girls wouldn’t understand

Don’t worry
that pretty little head
Your legs
are not quite ready
for spreading
But your hips
they give hints
Your woman
she comes

And when she does
He’ll take her
You will squirm
But still bite
your tongue
as he ruts
all the woman away

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