Escapism Poems

Brainstorm

I despise the ocean
but this girl in my head does not
She is not afraid to love
and she is not afraid to rot

And if it can't be perfect
then it shan't be done at all
Tip back in your chair
Slam your head against the wall


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Cross-Stitch

A needle pulling thread; “pull it over itself,” “See the ‘X’?”
Pierce the perforated white
Pull it through, form the-
A wonky ‘W’ shape manifests in the firelight.

But I’ll get it someday, when I find the patience to.
A simple stick-figure becomes a pixel-art drop of dew

Becomes a vibrant landscape.
A world of thread and crosses.

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Cross-Stitch

A needle pulling thread; “pull it over itself,” “See the ‘X’?”
Pierce the perforated white
Pull it through, form the-
A wonky ‘W’ shape manifests in the firelight.

But I’ll get it someday, when I find the patience to.
A simple stick-figure becomes a pixel-art drop of dew

Becomes a vibrant landscape.
A world of thread and crosses.

......

Brainstorm

I despise the ocean
but this girl in my head does not
She is not afraid to love
and she is not afraid to rot

And if it can't be perfect
then it shan't be done at all
Tip back in your chair
Slam your head against the wall


......

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  j d (1 poems about Escapism)
  April 2000, New York