Poems from briana.dixon.12
We share the beat
Pulse erratic
Bass, dramatic
Thrum. Ecstatic
Compulsion filling me feet
To head, thick
with hip-hop induced high
We...
Some people’s sense of how they look
is etched on the inside of their eyelids
But I have always felt mine is poured into a basin of water...
Everyone, hands in the air!
DID YOU HEAR ME, HANDS IN THE AIR!
Don’t let the bubblegum voice fool you
This weapon is imaginary
Who knows...
I am directionally challenged
Winding roads lose their landmarks
Maps lose their meaning
And bam, I’m lost
And I could see myself...
So I heard you’re claustrophobic
That you turned yourself into Peter Pan’s worst nightmare
sentient shadow no one can find
That must be...