Paperweight Poetry

I sip the rain from the straw of this life, And can't wait for when, After I swallow down my strife, The moment I will never be thirsty again.          -anna sluder 

I am drunk on the blue sky Drunk on you And I am drunk on this life And I don't plan on ever getting sober again.  -anna sluder

It's my eleventh birthday And I fall out of a tree And in front of my friends this is what daddy says Stop being such a baby Lace up your boots And put on your big girl pants Get along, scoot! Crying should be something you can't  Don't sob at what I say Grow a spine  I don't care if it's your birthday You'll shut up as long as you're mine But the hybrid of snot and tears on my face Only multiply with each acrimonious word  For the only reason that I fell off of the branches webbed space Was I was saving a baby bird But standing there among all my friends  I don't know why he thinks it's his place To break me instead of to mend And for him to decide that life is a race Because it's not for the survival of the fittest As I cradle the bird in my hands  It's for the gentle rest Of humanity's kindness brand  Life is not meant to be about always being tough We were never meant to be held together perfect Life isn't a fairytale, but it also

My narcissism presses a rust corroded knife to my throat, Resting the most acrimonious point against the tender spot, Between two white-winged collarbones, It tells me to be conceited, to sacrifice the other and save myself, I never much enjoyed the flavor of blood, So I grope at the papery breasts in my pocket, Clawing for the feminine skin of a scratchy green, Then flick her at the clerk's face, Her value wasn't worth over an one hundred anyways, So I abandon her into avaricious hands, The green paper erases many names, many identities, And it saves my own into first place, Then I stand waiting by the door for them to call, My rank, my first place as others bleed on the floor, I look impatiently at my watch, as humans howl, Like desperate beasts in agony, And I just wait, to hear the syllables, consonants, and vowels of my name, Where I can step forth with my trophy, Step recklessly over human bodies, I crave my knife to be the first to ease away, From the

I want to love you deep and fiercely, Not halfway do I wish to admire, For if love is a war and fighting for you is the key, I will not let this be a ceasefire.   -anna sluder 

I am so tired of boxes I despise living in an air conditioned clock Where everything is timed, perfect, and square For once I wish to step outside in the fresh air To lie flat on my back on the earth's soil Resting after a long day of toil To know I sweat and worked to earn this wonder Of forgetting time and lying under A huge expanse of stars that don't live between Any four pairs of walls  Instead they live in infinity's limits unseen  Where in fact there are no confines at all.  -anna sluder 

I want to feel the life in my chest,   To hear it as it sings to me,   Beating inside of my left breast,   I swear it has wings to fly free . -anna sluder 

You tell me you are fearless, But I think you are only putting on a show, For fear in you is in no way absent, When I watch you jump from your shadow. -anna sluder

Everyone always tries to count the stars, And the different patterns that they fake, Perhaps the stars do the same with humans afar, So I cannot help but wonder what shape it is that we make.  -anna sluder

Life will not let go of our hearts, It still holds onto you and me, So when the world falls apart, We are still a guarantee. -anna sluder

 I never know what to say when someone cries, For all I can think of is the ocean in their eyes, Like the tears come from the deepest trench below, And it is a leak from a hole I cannot sew closed. -anna sluder

The world is thick with feelings, We are creatures based on emotion, Reason is something we cannot bring, When we are swayed like the waves of the ocean. -anna sluder 

Skies are the things we can't ever hold onto, They are volatile colors we cannot control, They are infallible things we can't see through, Skies are just like a human soul. -anna sluder 

Aren't you afraid of what they might say, When they find out that you are a fake? But you believe they can't judge you anyways, Since it's what everyone does to fill the ache. -anna sluder 

I press your hand to your heart, Watching the slowness of your tears, But also the quickness of falling apart, As I tell you the reason you are here. -anna sluder

The girl always wore her hair down, Shadowing the front of her face, She was a lost who didn't want to be found, A broken soul who refused any grace. -anna sluder

The girl always spoke through her teeth, Like every word was too hard to say, Perhaps every ache and pain was beneath, The words that she could not escape. -anna sluder 

Words always seemed to confuse her, She never understood how to use them, When bolted can mean something is secured, Yet the word bolted can also mean you fled. -anna sluder 

Some people live in colossal cities, Full of famous people they call stars, But their oblivion is something I pity, For they've never seen where the stars really are. -anna sluder