Georgia Tell's Blog, page 30
February 8, 2018
Poem #523 – lazy betta
my fish is lazy
he lays on the gravel
and stares at his reflection
just like me
Poem #521
lost in space
after a tumble
these stars unfamiliar
which way is home?
February 6, 2018
Poem #520
cat on table
pupils large
he’s hungry
Poem #519
lounge
stretch
yawn
be a cat
Poem #518
blink
blink
blink
agh, they got me!
Poem #517 – woman
she is a serious woman
dignified, collected, and fair
her outfits are pressed
her hair is coiffed perfectly
she doesn’t raise her voice
she rarely smiles
she has perfect posture
her words are careful and thoughtful
one must wonder if she breaks
does she wear pajamas with holes?
does she fuck on her knees?
does she cry in the bathroom?
does she ever drop a plate?
does she put on a goofy smile?
does she laugh uncontrollably?
is this a facade or is this her?
Poem #516
I don’t look in the mirror as much anymore
that visual validation is no longer necessary
to feel pretty or beautiful
I’ve internalized that truth
regardless of what my face or body looks like
I hope this feeling lasts
Poem #515
blue gravel glowing
green plants illuminated
an empty tank
but full of potential
