even if it breaks your heart
September 11, 2012 § 31 Comments
If the boy across the hall was real, I would slap him.
He wrote the meanest blog post about me, it’s maddening.
If I ever see him, I will use magic to turn into a vampire, and I will bite him.
He turned our once playful encounters into my worst nightmare disaster.
If he dies, I will not attend his funeral.
I took down every post I ever wrote about him.
I’m going to a surgeon to eradicate each brain cell
that has any memory left of him.
I’m going to use my Love Hacking Voodoo doll to bring him the meanest girl he could imagine.
He stole my ‘Blue Eyes Blvd’ sign off my door so the other boys couldn’t find me.
He called me a hoard of mean names, then kept on laughing.
He said I need a slap in the face, i need to stop pretending.
Then said, keep on dreaming
EVEN IF IT BREAKS YOUR HEART
never stop your brilliant lyric writing—i turned my back
started dreaming, he pulled his gypsy-killing knife and started stabbing at me.
I think he asked Peter Pan for flying lessons and got rejected,
i think he’s taking it out on me because then he said:
“I love you, I will do anything to have you”
Either way, I’m drinking this last cup of cayenne coffee
and forgetting his Scrooge-like villain syndrome forever.
too bad the boy with the hat had not the time to warn him
‘don’t ever ever EVER pick a fight
with a poet’.
[POOF he’s gone. YAWN. This story is so boring,I’m pouring myself some champagne, putting on my red dress and going dancing. Kiss Kiss.]
Coco J. Ginger Says 
The boy will never find someone as special as you. Close this chapter quickly and start writing a new one. Walk away from this and don’t look back.
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Only a fool would mess with a poet-dreamer. In being yourself, you have already conquered.
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Damn, Miss Ginger! I must remember to never make you angry! Ha,ha!!
I had long wondered about other sides of you, and when you are angry you writings are even more passionate and hot than when you write in your usual sugary sweet style. It sounds like the boy across the hall is an enormous dick! How can a man treat you any other way than as being a goddess? He should bow down to you and kiss your feet in utter adoration. I know I would! 😉
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never, ever, break a writer’s heart.
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Hey Coco J,
Just leave him to us, your literary brothers and sisters. We’ll take care of him alright.
You know, some characters are going to be dying some pretty gruesome deaths in the “Lore”… Just give me a secret name to use for this one and he’ll find his way inside the belly of something evil.
I’m already sharpening a pencil on both ends (a cheap “Lord of the Flies” reference).
John K,
writer of wrongs
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If looks can kill, he must be dead by now. Serves him right for picking a fight with you. Well done.
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there you have it an end to the finality of the boy! so glad you could get there quickly!
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Way to nail that coffin shut
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That’s one angry poem! I like it!
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Reblogged this on DesirableKiss.
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Make sure and share pictures of you dancing in your red dress 🙂
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Hi Kip 🙂 oh i will.
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😀
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love it coco. never pick a fight with a poet. that says it all. some think they have an advantage when they walk on the spirit of a poet – look out here we come!!
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precise
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Wow. I love it.
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😉
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Quite amusing!
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By the way, I nominated you for a blog award. See my post ‘Silver Quill Blogger Award’.
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Oh thank you Besma, you are the sweetests
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🙂
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Maybe ripe time to consider your own dark side…?
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Fights with poets….. They are never won. I’m not sure what happens when two poets face off. Like a wizarding duel in Harry Potter, but with words?
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You are right – don’t pick a fight with a poet. My battle lasted seven years. Now who does one love after loving a poet – the accountant who is fond of you? Sigh.
The rhythm and rhyme
so difficult to find
in the lawyer or
architect, I detect
an emptiness,
wordless nights
turning corners
of pages
remembered.
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OH MY GOODNESS, first of all i LOVE that poem..did you write that? Is that one on your blog? it’s great. Secondly, EXACTLY, You can’t love anyone after a poet, they are just the most interesting imaginative species alive….and usually a tad dramatic as well 😉
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Yes i wrote it and she made me that way. Now I’m one, too. I wrote it in response to your post.
My new blog is: prairiebohemia.blogspot.com
I am a painter, so I understand dramatic.:)
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hahaha yes i try to keep the drama only in my art and writing 🙂 wow, great poem
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Break a poet’s heart and you;re doing them a favor. They are always looking for something to moan about.
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Poetry is the best revenge.
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Love Hacking Voodoo is a Legitimate Religion and I don’t appreciate your use of it as an attack mechanism! Long live Love Hacking Voodoo!
Also, Is this really your Picture? It’s very very well made!
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You need my t-shirt with slight modification.mine says “don’t make me angry or you’ll end up in my next novel.” Yours needs to say “don’t me angry or a poem voodoo spell is coming you way.” Great blog.
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