Spoken Word
Spoken word poetry is by far the most raw and efficient way to express in my opinion. Im in love with the format. Here are four of my poems. They're in chronical order. Maybe you can make out a story? (If you follow me on Instagram, you've already read these) ~ //my favourite baked good// He was beautiful He felt like a rose on my more than thorn body A firefly on a cold dark night, a beach at dawn He was electric The sparks like the bouncing of neurons in my,love blind brain. I was in shock. I didnt baby proof the sockets that couldve been fatal, something I regret not doing. He was a tv show that should've gone on air but was cancelled due to budget cuts, i had invested in that story from the moment it was on the drawing board. He was perpetually hypothetical. His arms around my waist, my lips against his, i was on fire. He was stone cold. He twisted up my neck like poison ivy, my eyes locked in his. I could not breathe, but he sang. He was not a monster, b...