Poems from Viktoriazsasz
Odessa stumbled in
Bruised, bleeding, broken
"Honey, what happened?"
"Just some tea, please."
Hijab around her neck like a noose
Ripped...
Him
Twisted, violent
Charming, sickening, terrifying
The reason I can't sleep anymore
Mort
I was born with puppet strings in my skin.
With hooks in my joints and a painted-on smile.
I was born to please and placate,
To be Mommy's...
They say dead men tell no tales
But your story is timeless.
Just a man, a concept,
An alien being
Who made galaxies shiver,
Heads turn,...
I am too much, too much.
Too quiet they say, too shy
(I'm obnoxious when I talk, it's better this way)
Too rebellious, they say, too...