Last night I took a trip
Last night I took a trip
We played Jazmine Sullivan and you become nothing more than a blimp
On my mind and in the wonders of the sky
I dived deeper between our love
To find the woman I’ve been thinking of
Since late june
When you told me that nobody would love me as much of you do
And I told you that I’d rather be blue, a deeper hue, to surpass the chain
you wrapped around my skin, and dipped me in hot chocolate
Said you liked your women dark, so you could be the moon
And I, your surrounding definition
Smothered in starlight and plastered in plasma
An erotic magma
For you to plant your petition
to ajar my soul
But I took a trip last night
and found self-control
And a bizarre
Amount of birth control
Between my thighs
And again in the sky
I saw your mother
Her figure put together
By the clouds and the endless azure
She whispered in my ear
And begged me not to live in your bell jar
Told me to write a memoir
separate from our castaway love
Told me being a woman meant more
than being my father’s grudge
So I ran
until I found the sea
Ran so fast I think
I might have stopped breathing
Ran so fast I
played double dutch
with the wind
Ran so fast I
think I grew wings
More vast than you and
your bell jar
Faster than the lightning you
sent to strike me down
I ran to a sea
In which I could not drown
I ran to the sea
Capsized by thorn-crowned women,
backs unbowed
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