Monday, September 14

Forever In A Dollhouse

Forever In A Dollhouse

I exist only in my childhood dollhouse
stuck in my dreams
forever waiting for my turn.
I wanted a perfect dollhouse
made of wood with real tiny furniture
but I got a metal dollhouse
and a plastic family with fake furniture.

The sky's a sullen shade of cyan
as pollutants gather over stagnant water
the sun burns itself out trying
while the rust slowly accumulates
smelling just like blood.

These empty, echoing rooms
scraping by against these metal walls
numb in toxic surroundings
while black mold climbs the stamped stairway.
I can't escape this sinking feeling.

© Rebekka Sanchez 2015

Magpie Tales 285

Friday, September 11

Chemical Trials

Chemical Trails

Crawling out of the the primordial soup
we are just a bunch of chemicals
posing as intelligent.
Stewing in our own juices
or leaving our destructive trails
while cutting the surface tension
and making it crystal clear
we are chemically and systemically superior.

We can be hard without cutting
bonding as our attractions change
but when things get hot we expand
and under pressure we're explosive
always and inevitably toxic.
Point me magnetic north
and follow my chemical trail.

© Rebekka Sanchez 2015

Thursday, August 27

Simple

Simple

A simple truth, a simple plan, a simple life
for a simpleton.

© Rebekka Sanchez 2015

Thursday, August 20

So Fair A Day

So Fair A Day

A saccharine breeze
tickling me
a sweet treat day
so happy and free.

Cotton candy clouds
and corn dog trees
so fair a day
made just to please!

© Rebekka Sanchez 2015