The Toxic Blossoms
This is for you, dearest, my dreadful bouquet:
The Lily of the Valley causes nausea and
cardiac arrest if ingested
in high dosages.
let it be known
the Bleeding Heart variety
causes convulsion and severe weakness.
Irregular heart pulsions, and organ rupture
glycomic coma induced by too much sweetness.
She, too deadly a bouquet.
Daphne, darling, the paradise plant,
causes delusion and eventual seizure.
Child, her sweet berries bare death
in the bowels of crimson bite.
Some delights should not be tasted.
And Belladonna: most beautiful death in shades of night:
A heart race in which one stops breathing.
beating slows as purple dirge imposes
nirvanic fervor.
And Angel’s trumpet, dewy harbinger of shamanic visions,
taken lightly, a sigh of eternity,
if drunk
heavily, eternally eternity.
I tore stem from root to feed you my poisons,
Your after dinner desert
freckled prickles
and purple and pink pastels.
Pregnant with expiry is my love.
pistols dribble,
begging to be tasted.
And oh to let you suckle, knowing as I do, a single
sip might kill
my sickness.
I do this once every two years or so, straighten my hair that is. I dress up always obviously because I have a perpetual identity crisis- except today its for the CC halloween party, halloween costume #1 of 2: Satine from Moulin Rouge (a FAVORITE FAVORITE FAVORITE movie.) I've always wanted to dress up like satine...but i've been too scared to. This doesn't do her justice....but someday i'll do it properly.
(PARDON THE GOOFY FACIAL EXPRESSION!!!)
practically all the lyrics from this movie were at some point featured as my ICQ screen names in 7th and 8th grade.... im such a sappy moron (AM and not WAS) WHY LIVE LIFE FROM DREAM TO DREAM AND DREAD THE DAY WHEN DREAMING ENDS? I don't know 13 year old ali answers 21 year old ali.
p.s.
this thing, according to a miscellaneous fashiontwit, IS CALLED A BOYFRIEND BAG.
to which I say
what the fuck?
I "get" the boyfriend pants and the boyfriend shorts and the boyfriends button downs...
but what is the concept behind boyfriend bag??? if a boyfriend had a bag for you to steal it would be red with tassels?????????
im confused. the world is complicated.
life is hard.
and in case you didn't know, grannie panties plus corset plus purple velvet hat plus 30 cent purple walmart netting plus 4 scarves and 3 boas tucked into beaded showboy cummerbund plus red hair dye plus hair straightener= WHORE
in OTHER OTHER NEWS
I realize my thesis book has become a critique of my self and of the undergrad college individual in general (my perspective being representative of that generalized individual.) Its also about the sensitivity and heartbreak and paralysis of growing up...of realizing the critique in moments of simplicity manifested upon reflection.
in other words, we college fuckers are insensitive and sensitive and obsessed with big concepts and ESPECIALLY hedonism.
but we're still good. we're still trying to be good. to be adult. to be sweet to the people we love.
please, the gen post y has a heart after all.
be forgiving of us.
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