golden ami.

I met this lady once,
she wore everything mismatching
a haircut like a mushroom cap
and twinkling brown eyes like
she knew hundreds of glittering, horrible
secrets.
Swear she had a heart that gleamed
gold under all that sticky red mess.
She'd never settle for others being
less.
and when asked about her
sweet teeth, she'd deny.

Never met someone like it
always standing whilst letting the other sit.

One time to prove yourself
and if you fail to do so,
those wolves will sneer at you like your their next game, next dinner.
I'm sure you'd never realise
if you were the dewdrop on top.
'To think about others? hah, please. Stop!'
Everyone thinking you're the prize
until one lip parted the other,
a verebal ball of string poured out
and all it'd smother,
rolling itself out , tangling everything in its path.
Like a fluorescent rainbow slinky
clasping its spiral bound bands
and never letting go.
'Oh, I REFUSE, sire!'
I'll have none of it
only if they don't put that
list of adjectives in front of HER.

finally woken.

today is the first day of the rest of your life.
and everything will be alright.