confessions of a struggling poet

twenty-nine


i'm going to make a frivolous entry because i feel particularly perky today. it's been a while since i blogged here- maybe it's because i have been uninspired for the longest time.

this one is called what is anticipation?

particularly dedicated to people who dream about forthcoming events.

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what is anticipation?

anticipation is shopping out for the perfect top
to show your perfect curves
to lure in the perfect hottie
for the perfect party


the band's playing
your flea market earrings jingling
playing out a
cosmopolitan beat that jives with

the color-play of the strobe lights
and the dance of the laser lights

anticipation is the urge to dance
your blues away

anticipation is the churning of your stomach
because of the fluttering butterflies inside it

waiting to be released from the cage
by an obscure stranger's kiss...

anticipation is the fast clicking of stilletos on the floor

it is in the sway of your hips

it is in the sweat that drips...

it is any wild night party's catalyst.



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i need hed kandi NOw!!!!

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