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Her Looming Shadow

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I spin her round
Like a top
No, more like a dance partner
She’s mad
She’s not interested in being spoken to this way
What does she know? She asks the heavens
And I dig in
I know about the sex
I know about the dirty little things she does when she thinks nobody’s looking
Those are the least of her worries
Because I have my dirty little habits too
And then she looks up
And her head aches
And her tummy growls
There’s a storm brewing
And it’s not coming to drop a house on the bad guys

Because bad guys don’t always lose

-Saschia

Dear Lover

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The life you desire doesn’t exist with me

It makes me sad I’m not the one for you

I’ve no desire to grow into something created for you

I’ve stepped away from the crowd

I spend nights on the outskirts of town

Contemplating the darkness within me

I’ve nothing to give but words on words

The only guarantee here is that the end is always near

The only promise I can give is that I will continue searching til my lids close and no longer open

Even then I hope the search continues

I’m not the one for you

I wasn’t placed on this planet for you

My place is separate and set apart from the rest

But I do hope to be wrapped up in you from time to time to ease the pains of constant shedding

But sometimes

I’m shedding you

-Saschia

Martyr

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My words have left for the hills

They’ve been slaughtered

Like the fattest calf

And sent to the heavens

In billows of smoke

I hope god accepts them

I hope he let’s me come in

As spirit

After the slaughtering

I hope the priests eat well

Their bellies full enough to teach

And lead

And fight off wolves

I hope I was finally good enough

For something

Solipsism

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She’s gone

snuffed out with just a thought

not a person could save her

or her body

or her works

dead and gone

the gift of being mortal

the gift of life

to gift your body into the hands of another

because there is no fight

there never was

pain is an act of life

death is the grand-finale

but there’s no going out with a bang

it will be far less extravagant than that

-Saschia

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Alive

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There’s your right and your wrong

there’s your ceiling and your floor

But my right is not your right

and your lies are absolutely my wrong

There’s a path I chose to take

it was dark and winding

it was lonely

the type of lonely I wish on no one

but I persevered

and I came back

with new thoughts and new ideas

and a refusal to be part of the status quo

and

A refusal to return to the chains that bound me

-Saschia

Philosophy and Character

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When your philosophy/belief system does not in any way line up with your behaviors

I’m calling you out on your character

And I support anyone else who calls you out

I don’t understand why people get mad when their character is attacked

while spewing beliefs they don’t even follow for themselves

Change your behavior

or change your beliefs

it’s not simple

and it’s only necessary when you speak your philosophy/belief system out loud

In other words

let your actions match your words

so you don’t silence yourself

-Saschia

 

Cravings

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I’m just here for the chocolate

and you

I do enjoy a good truffle

Or a gummy bear with the perfect texture

But you

I’ve never tasted anything like you

I’ve had gummies and chocolates

Chocolate covered gummies

Nothing like you though

Then there’s the whole thing where

Too much candy gives me a belly ache

Too much of you though?

Well, you make me feel alive

I think I might even be healthier

When I’ve had my bit of you

It’s never enough

Neither things

I always want more candy

And I always want more you

-Saschia