About me~

I’m caffeinated, exalted, up on high
I have hidden patience and a room with a view
I sing like a grackle but I have a clear mind
I’m a mass of intuition but I can’t see the road for the stars
I sit with bare feet and too-high heels in the dirt
I’m spring-loaded, a snake waiting to strike
I give evidence of what I’m not
I color between the skies
I’m drowning in your love, but it’s icy cold
I’m feminizing, socializing, missing perfection
I’m hard of hearing but turn on like a phonograph
I have train-ticket posture and a violent smile
I count pennies and seek thimbles in the dark
My hair is wet and my shoes are on backwards
I creep like a gecko and cast spells on the room
I don’t play checkers and I feel with my eyes
I have tattered lace curtains and a bulldog charm
I explode like a firecracker and I’m hungry for answers
I herd elephants and steal languages made for someone else
I’m frightened by surrender and confused all over again
I read thesauruses and paint with my mind in a trance
I drink far too much coffee for someone my height
I listen to things that don’t exist in the daylight
I believe in creation when it comes in the form of beauty
I’m under a moonbeam and inside the earth
I float above the clouds at my convenience
I wait for the tooth fairy and confuse it with deliverance
I obsess in a foreign tongue that I speak fluently
I write for the children in a way only grown-ups understand
I delve into glitter and delight in the color aqua
I search for the strong things that have Venus’ touch
I keep hidden truths under my supervision
I photograph when it strikes my fancy, and light a match
I’m searching for love and denying its existence
I’ve been chasing a ghost for most of my life
I believe in fairy tales, and make up my own
I’m often heard singing in my peculiar voice
About things better than myself, validated by history
I change like a stopwatch and clean everybody’s clock
I’m sitting and waiting for the world to rewind
I don’t really have much of a choice anymore
I like pretty, smart little things that are kinda retro
I fall over words and leap at dictionaries
I’m too innocent and cynical, too angry and pure
I’m anal-retentive and cool as a cucumber
I’m learning to drift with the tide, and hoping it will go the other way
I go underground and travel through imaginary mazes
I place myself in Cinderella’s dainty slippers
And smile through gritted teeth, walking on glass shards
I catch madness in a butterfly net and talk to myself in my sleep
I try to be human but collapse from the pressure
I am a walking contradiction you see
Just me.