Written by McCayla Connors
You Don’t Want Me to Write a Poem About You
you don’t want me
to write a poem about you.
my poems about men,
they turn them into nothingness.
my poems outline the dark shadows,
the devilish secrets,
poured out from your soul.
my poems about men
are sadistic and obsessive.
if i write you into a sonnet,
you can assume i have gone for your soul.
no, i am not a man-eater,
i am an energy absorber.
i will take your dark side
and paste it to the pages of my
mind, heart and soul
in an attempt to cleanse you,
to exorcize your demons.
but instead of deleting them,
i’ve only copied them
and made them my own.
My Muse
how many poems do i have to write
to forget about you?
how many pictures do i have to post
to hate how you saw me?
how many songs do i have to hear
to stop missing you?
how many lines do i have to write?
how many lines do i have to cross?
how many lines do i have to create?
to get over you
to not want you under me
to forget me being under you
how many canvases must i cover
to remove you from the frames of my life?
how many playlists must i make
to drain my heart of my love for you?
how many more dreams must you take
from my peaceful slumber,
to remind me what never was?
how many poems will i write
before i retire you as my muse?