Insecure Poems
Petting Zoo
by Mackenzie Smith
Going on a School trip, to a petting Zoo,
could have only been Year Three:
a bus full of young minds, ironic backdrop to the corrupt nature of the thought; tug of war on the Seatbelt, trying to get as far back into the seat as possible.
Mental mirror, fixated on Facade,
the cage a reflection of Insecurity:
a Piglet clumsily making its way to the Trough, another lying angelically in the opposite corner - friends talking about the animals, me thinking about 12:30.
i chase
by Mackenzie Smith
blunt razor across my skin,
ode to my excitement.
empty floral perfume bottles,
ode to my need.
tinted cherry lip balm,
ode to my lust.
late night self-loathing,
ode to my marred veracity.
i chase
by Mackenzie Smith
blunt razor across my skin,
ode to my excitement.
empty floral perfume bottles,
ode to my need.
tinted cherry lip balm,
ode to my lust.
late night self-loathing,
ode to my marred veracity.
Petting Zoo
by Mackenzie Smith
Going on a School trip, to a petting Zoo,
could have only been Year Three:
a bus full of young minds, ironic backdrop to the corrupt nature of the thought; tug of war on the Seatbelt, trying to get as far back into the seat as possible.
Mental mirror, fixated on Facade,
the cage a reflection of Insecurity:
a Piglet clumsily making its way to the Trough, another lying angelically in the opposite corner - friends talking about the animals, me thinking about 12:30.
