alison

Full of excuses, promises, but mostly regrets.
Insecure, justified, & a work in progress.
Composed, insightful, cynical.
Exhausted from knocking back too many years in a condensed period of time.
Deconstructed rag doll thrown in a sea of sheets.
I am drawn to all things warm. Warm words, warm weather, warm people.
Music that coats my stomach like soothing peppermint tea.
Eyes wide open, piles of pictures pounding in my pupils.
Fall in love with faces, false pretenses, & fantasies.
Fake family dinners and late night sisterly secrets.
I want to travel to faraway places to expose myself, to absorb others.
Life is give & take.
Gather ‘round for story time and fall asleep to a stranger’s song.
Memories attached to my clothes like forgotten price tags.
Unintentionally hurting others, deliberately hurting myself.
Collecting stale citizens, naive neighbors, & close-minded men
& disposing them in dumpsters.
Live to love,
Love to live.
Prone to predictability, yet unlike anything you have ever seen. a