Alexandra DeLarge

you can make it feel so real / twisted nerve

when you dropped me like a ton of bricks and the bed cracked it felt so refreshing.  drop me off a building. drop me from the earth.   a pack of blessings light upon your back or am i heavy in your arms? .  i can’t slide.  you know how. like a maraschino cherry. to be a blue glove upon those hands. inspect my colour and form.  press your palm against my brow and in a motion of your wrist push me away or bless me.  both.  the body and the blood for moments that i splash and the joy that He’s a prince. A prince. A prince. A prince. And I’m a queen.  it’s better than i’ll ever even know.  stay golden.