Ad Libitum
b'Paint me whole world.\\nFind the one cloud left in my spite\\ntres bon.\\ntoo good\\u2026\\nAs in what Katherine Hepburn\\u2019s voice\\nsounded while she spoke of Abe Lincoln\\nYes, true, I lied\\u2014\\u2014\\nthat kind of beauty\\u2013\\na hammer to the heart.\\nYes, true, I cried\\u2014\\u2013\\nlet\\u2019s play chess on the stars!\\nthey\\u2019re so close in the milky way\\nwe can each have our own\\nlet\\nus\\ngo.\\nLet us leave\\nmove your knight\\nwear your cake-cracked\\nballet shoes\\npitched so black\\n90 miles per hour\\nI am outside of the lines\\nnear that fire escape\\nwhere I begged you to save me.\\nYou refused touch.\\nYou refused touch\\nfor so long\\nI don\\u2019t even know\\nwhat science feels like\\nanymore.\\nSomething about me having\\nactual power.\\nSomething about crumble.\\nSomething about my power,\\nbut BABY\\u2014\\u2013\\nWHAT is more alive\\nthan a million little pieces?\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'