Poets logo


Self portrait

By River JoyPublished 3 months ago Updated 3 months ago 1 min read
"Self Portrait" medium format Portra 200

i always wondered where everyone

got their batteries from

until i realized i

was a wind up toy

not a battery operated one

my spine is an accordion

pushed down with

the weight of some musician

expanded by the same

my heart is a muscle

made of paper and charcoal

my lungs are memory foam

they remember what it's like

to breathe without you

my brain is an interpreter

for all the battery operated toys

i never got the hang of a second language

maybe because i had already learned one

my mouth wants to tell you things

sometimes i swear it wants to go solo

sometimes i swear i wish it would

tongue tied and teetering on an edge

of course the edge is only five feet

off the ground

i am still afraid to jump

for I've been fooled before

Hiya you can now view/purchase my visual art here!

surreal poetryperformance poetryart

About the Creator

River Joy

I make things with paint and words and light. I was once described as an asshole with Mr. Rodgers vibes.

Reader insights


Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

Top insights

  1. Expert insights and opinions

    Arguments were carefully researched and presented

  2. Heartfelt and relatable

    The story invoked strong personal emotions

Add your insights

Comments (18)

Sign in to comment
  • HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 months ago

    Awesome ✨ No Periods ❤️

  • suman mohan3 months ago

    Something new love it the lines from "battery operated toy".

  • Paul Stewart3 months ago

    This is sublime! Love how it progresses and gets darker, sadder, and deeper. Congrats on Top Story! I am now subscribed and looking forward to reading more of your work!

  • Abdul Razack3 months ago

    very nice one!

  • Heather Hubler3 months ago

    Goodness, I loved so many of your phrases and word choices and formatting. Really beautiful work. Congratulations on Top Story!!

  • Cathy holmes3 months ago

    This is great. Congrats on the top story

  • Samia Afra3 months ago

    Very playful and pining, nice job!

  • Loki3 months ago

    good one

  • Kristen Balyeat3 months ago

    Ohhh, so good. Great work, River! Enjoyed this very much!

  • Gal Mux3 months ago

    Soooooo beautiful and relatable!

  • Martian 3 months ago

    Love it

  • Loryne Andawey3 months ago

    Oh wow. I had to read this twice, once in silence and once aloud, to fully appreciate the form of the words. Even so, I can't help but go back and read it again. Thank you for this. ❤️'d and subscribed :)

  • Stephanie McGinnis3 months ago

    A magical metaphor. Thank you for sharing this.

  • Denelsia Walker3 months ago

    Great write! Loved it! 💞

  • Sonia Heidi Unruh3 months ago

    Thank you for sharing this peek into your workings. I am particularly struck by the motif of movement, and what it is like to feel propelled (or frozen) by external forces.

  • Kendall Defoe3 months ago

    Why is this one haunting me right now? A very interesting take on inner resources and how we live... ;)

  • Em Starr3 months ago

    Outstanding and evocative, as usual. I love your poems, River. Congrats on a well-deserved Top Story!

  • Elle Brooks3 months ago

    Incredible work.

Find us on social media

Miscellaneous links

  • Explore
  • Contact
  • Privacy Policy
  • Terms of Use
  • Support

© 2023 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.