recorded on 8/13/20. Tonight I share two untitled poems, one that is kind of about prince charming and another about a break-up. I also show off Garbo, who does not want to be on camera. Oh cats, but I love him so. 😻
The question of the night is about how we approach practicing and what is our mindset about it.
Tonight’s host are the wonderful Hanna and Trans. Learn more about them here: https://www.instagram.com/thetransedmind/ https://www.instagram.com/hannalynnroth/
I hope you enjoy the poems and this moment from 2020. This video is captioned so do make sure they are on if you want to follow along. If you want to learn more about this open mic visit: https://www.instagram.com/fos_thursdays/. We still get together every Thursday via zoom.
Damn You Disney Ahh, so now you enter waltzing in on your white horse Yes, aren't you Prince Charming, Sir Lancelot and the Calvary all rolled into one. Have you come to save me? I never asked to be rescued yet there you stand with your hand out, palm up offering your services. As if you could be my salvation. Let me tell you that it 's all just a myth stories reserved for fairy tales and fables. Happy endings never happen, do they? I'm no damsel in distress I’m just another dame, a lady in the dark in need of direction, any distraction so I can focus my attention. Is that you? My hero, My knight in shining armor. Yes, I see that you are still here But isn't there someplace else you’d rather be? Aren't there other ladies to rescue? Aren't there any dragons left to slay? Aren't there any crusades that could use you, some village you could save? No. What are you waiting for? Your patience to wear me down. Do you think I’ll reach out and take your hand? Do you think I’ll give in, even though I don’t want you, don’t need you not even a little bit. I know, I do have to admit you are oh so tempting and tonight I could really use a happy ending. So I'll give you this round, Even though I may not need saving I am game for adventure. So let’s head off into the East Into the sunset Into the future.
Be forewarned: I’m about to go deep Get ready to get lost In a thousand cliché’s I hope it’s only a phase. I didn’t mean for it to end like this Some bittersweet kiss – off On the cheek One of us at the door, the other on the floor I don’t need to distinguish Which is which, Cause we both know the score. No I’m not bitter, I kind of find it funny In an endearing eerie sort of way. Still can’t believe I let myself be played. So I applaud you, laud you Cause I came That Close To giving up my ghost. You tried so hard to become my next muse Instead you left me with nothing I can really use. Just disjointed memories out of place Scattered something like this
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