Archive for February, 2012

February 29, 2012

by Elexa Rose
I can only
when there’s nothing
to say.
what to do.
I’m waiting.

Dear Rose
February 29, 2012

by Elexa Rose
My mother asked for a glass of water.
My father asked for a glass of water.
My sister asked for a glass of water.
So I collected three of the same
tall, colourless glasses, and I
filled them with cold water.
Balanced between my awkward clasp
I manoeuvred past the door, which
I should have left open, and
I knocked my little toe on
my way through,
jolting me slightly, I lurch
forward a little to try to counteract
the rock of the water, to
save a little splash.
Just as I arrive, I see your eyes
and I know, perhaps you do not,
that you have it all in your eyes
to smash, and to crack, and to break
the glass and the water it wraps around.
I try to put the drinks down,
on to the side table.

x = z2y
February 23, 2012

by Elexa Rose
the helpless.
the unhelpful.
screaming for help.
no z can mean
they’re alright,
I guess.
there’s only one
difference, but
it’s just not right,
it feels helpless.
you mean everything
to me.
just leave now,
but why?

Give up
February 23, 2012

by Elexa Rose
Quick to smile,
and quick to fade.
We don’t need to speak
to know
you’re holding her hand
in your head.
The closer she gets
the more it burns.
You live in the moment
that to her is just a
Her eyes are on
everything but you.
Can’t you see
she’s only trying to delay
the instant you will
give up.

Are you sold yet?
February 22, 2012

by Elexa Rose
I can feel,
it’s about to come up,
it’s in my throat.
This is raw.
I’ve got the floor.
This is everything
I’ve been working for.
And, I don’t want it
I, the girl Midas
am lonely in my
rich and sparkling world.
These words project
my mouth is empty.
Please come save me.

February 20, 2012

by Elexa Rose
Left – Look – Lock.
Sideways glances
and awkward advances.
On the right
I avoid his gaze,
and ignore what he says.
Shift – Seek – Stop.
Laughter, harder
and elevated wonder.
Hand-safe, misguided.
He holds his breath.
He is decided.

February 19, 2012

by Elexa Rose
You cackle and create
and cut yourself in half.
You said it was all just fate.
The taste of the hunt
is coarse in my mouth.
You called it a publicity stunt.
I don’t want to run
or be this fucking race.
You have already won.
I hate the way you spit
when you’re calling me a cunt,
and now the flesh is lit.

February 19, 2012

by Elexa Rose
Though the air is thick
and it’s difficult to breathe
there is just about room
for us two.
In the relentless wind we’ve become
dry and brittle. We snap.
And it hurts
in a kind of familiar way, when
we break so suddenly
in to two.
We blame ourselves, and never
each other,
for the broken bones, bruises
and bloody stains.
I don’t deserve a
second chance
from you too.

February 19, 2012

by Elexa Rose
I could move away
I could run
I could hide and
let you seek.
But I can’t drown myself
in silence
so you’ll have to keep
chasing me into the light.

February 15, 2012

by Elexa Rose
Are you reading these words
or are you
reading these words?