Caroline Alice Lopez

I feel so online
you click my name
I ilike your face
talk to my face or punch it
I say to you I feel so cold
but I"m warm on the inside
I wish I could take care of you
you eat egg for breakfast
saying you wish to put the egg on my stomach
later on my eyes
you're not hungry
I shout I feel so online
the connection breaks
I feel so alone

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pet me
on purpose
you gonore birds
masticated flies
your tools
poets
petting me
in a bizarre hole
fly unless
since years
I was spit
I was pity
of literature in my loins

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I want to marry a carpenter
that hurts his finger
so I have to put on a plaster
he can build us a home with a room and a bed
with pink sheets
he can build us a sofa for visits
a frame with you and me
and maybe lock the neighbours door
he can make a cage to the budgie
that will never leave us
then he will nail us together
happily
with key
to door
and heart

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oil for the hair
carrot for the eyes
makes you healthier
in a dirty world
with hungry pigeons and lies
for good or worse
I'm born into a world of dust
do you feel better
with my blood in your veins
after tasting the lip of a plant grow
my etruska
I live hungrier than before
my cat sleeps on my stomach
cheese eyes
I chew on disgust, my tongue is pure

 

All poems by Caroline Alice Lopez