From the perspective of the pawn...
in reaction to being used by my imaginary boyfriend

From the perspective of a pawn...
When the dawn hits my iris, my brother Osiris searches for something amongst the creeps at the window. Video widowers, whispering "Oh No...", told me today, "Pawn, go astray," and I could not decipher which shade my chess piece was. Sadly, I gave what's left to gander this person tricked me, frankly. Blankly, under my covers I maneuvered like a Hoover, particles of humans doomed to be unbloomed, dunno who is going to be with the groom. I do not believe in marriage because I come from divorce, of course, and with my trust issues there are not enough tissues to blot my eyes enough everytime I cry. What you all did is a crime. Oh well, I am a total hypocrite at this moment. Looking for a life ending comet; afraid to lose a minute smoking the chronic.
Stuck in the muck like a man eating husks. Skunks stink but to them its like Musk. Love is great but its nothing without trust. Mustard gas stings less than this stardust. In my eyes spies deny their lies, I ask Why? Playing twister with my twin sisters. Sinister ministers give sermons without serpents. Repenting, mental blocking, demented dentals sparkling. Be my darlin' "duckling". Ding-a-ling, wishing I could sing. Along the path less trodden molten lava sizzles so nicely. Like celery they stalk me and balk at me, I avoid glances and salutations because then, Mr."Will You Be My 'fren', my rep dips with my big hips. Ignore me when I say something unnecessary, because silence is way more scary. News! Nudes due for being untrue. Vindication disguised like a bank robber with a dead president mask, I ask you bandit where do you want your first band-aid cuz I'm breaking dem legs and giving you a peg instead, I think of you as like Drop Dead Fred. No panties. We shant do it cuz we will pant, but its cuz they don't be wearin' any pants.
This is not a group project. Was my hood the projects? Projecting and forming reactions, hack at me world, view me from remote places with thick glasses and fat asses looking quite classless. So bitter I sit alone with my critters. So what slut? Those who munch get their panties in a bunch. Your home is a bench, wench. Those teenager witches got me in stitches. Looking erotic with no idea how men tick; with every breath it's seen by someone slick with a dick. Lemme show you how to ditch a greedy bitch, Generosity toward someone zitty who treats people too shitty, Fondness for peaches with beach tans, who's hair resembles the sand, I read today the name of the demon for envy is Leviathan. I sincerely hope she can swim, This is his big fish to fry, the sea monster with her tales of epic fails, flunking out of life and sunk like a knife into an unsuspecting heart. You left me for that French tart who keeps telling you I am somehow a retard. I'm just like eh... ok? I think that woman is gay. Saying Hi! like i'm her damn guy, Denied.
He discarded you because she cried, Dry your eye, Eyeore, cuz the storm comes when homesick princesses unadorned become forlorn and regret being born. You looked "great" with horns. No wings until loves sting brings you to your knees to see me do something wrong, even though it took so long to move on. Move along throngs. Hit da bong and let us sing a song. Frogs sing too; mating calls at the zoo, a word that has become taboo Like Life or Time or certain crimes like getting stiffed on a dime, The lime mime chimes chimply. He collects antiques like a geek, So, I ask, "Hey... are you gay?" Cultured is all, and he wants someone tall,,, I fantasize about knocking her off her stilts like a random asshole knocking over your sand castle. Its such a hassle to get hustled. I can not stand the chaos of everyday activities in cities traversing this perverse thing again when I died several times just for seeing some God given signs. The stars shall align. Aliens can not believe that you can get a dog to retrieve. Fog is a zombies' best camoflage... I love you so much there's an omage, of you in my dark room, You don't notice me as I zoom with my lens, Its not my fault- I have no friends, 'cept you :)
Only the best, not the rest. I once saved a bird that was kicked from its nest and yes, I detest, ten minutes later... my cat ate him like an alligator. I cried a little, its silly; but seeing it helpless got to me, because it is me. A bee can sting only one time but after a while you will be fine. Get behind me, all Satanic demons and the covens that love them. I am rededicating my life to God even if it might seem odd and unmod. You toyed with my emotions. Now I sense that you want to throw me in the Ocean. With "Oh shit!" eyes; its funny, because we caught you by surprise. Singles mingle to get TiNgLeS rightly spiking drinks of those who do not think. I don't come out til its night for I am afraid of the light; frightened by the sight of too much flesh, or a tightly leashed dog, or even randomly blinking lights. That is why I get fresh over much less. I wish one day that I could ascend too; fading away smaller and smaller til I am a tiny dot. My ef you to the world cuz it makes me hurl that my hair will no longer curl. Into a smile, please walk a mile in the shoes of a lowly pedophile. Before you stroll past one laughing, pretty sure the man has been mapping... me, cuz damn if it seems someone's been entrapping me, and its obvious yet they act oblivious like they don't realize its a dis.
I think I have a slight allergy to everything, The clergy's energy on the TV screen makes most people want to scream, the two most obscene words that make you feel unclean. I am okay with banning words from the english language cuz they carry luggage like a failed marriage. Its a mirage. Once you approach it you realize it was not real, unlike PAIN. Wow I can't wait to see her gown. You played me like a clown, saying you want to put me down. I disown you and not even super glue can undo your I Do's. I dose off and snore during your vows and wonder what they will be to each other. Now I just think of you as my butt ugly brother. I'm the camera man's mother. I never got to smother him with my breasts; with beasts in his family tree, I reckon he beckons to be necking with someone fun. I'm so sorry, that inmate likes it when I weigh a ton. I want to go midevil on his mind. Stop telling fibs or he'll be left behind. I find that I found you scarcely make a sound and yes sometimes your body seems a teensy bit too round. He is taking me to the pound one day, they say. I pray its not today and i'm not gay, ok?
Sometimes failure comes with pride. An F at life means FUCK THIS LIE. Self evident creationism frames my worldview. I Have never been so bored, sitting in a pew listening to him spew venom at the chosen few who knew a coo-coo who flew too high can never rely on the word of a sinner who preaches about what he had for dinner and how to be a winner. I played the SIMS when I was a church member and had a lesbian moment with the characters. I made them kiss and it was bliss but the shame of doing it had many layers of creeping myself out, there in the dark stark white skin' glowing against the light from the "monitor" which made me realize i was being monitored, A minotaur husband can not make him jealous at all, even though the bull might be tall. My mentor used to torment me with daily invitations, just sayin', this girl ain't playing. The devil I am slayin' with the word and rearranging faces while the ER confinscated my mace. I am so sick of discussing race but don't worry I still sit around and think. Wondering why my friends wink at each other, unless they're under cover or want to be my lover, How long has it been over? I remember, it was day one and I didn't listen, Troy whispered to me they like how her hair glistens, Guzzlin' Kristin living in sin wanted to win but she's just not thin. To my chagrin you love the shitty grin grimlin, no bra, tuning in Berlin
The changes that occur are why people do not like her, My bad, I eat when I'm sad, Competitive women swinging from trees while my love stabbed me in my knee for a friend and I bleed. Bleeding crimson red, scarlet letter dead and they keep saying to behead. It keeps repeating cuz I am the elf that nobody needed. Depleted of joy everything annoys me. Tweaking my nose, Sultan of the Sea, NOT ME. Why is love free? But I'm not, to do as I please with my main squeeze. I thought it was nice to say rot instead of burn anymore for following me at the store and burdening me with all the chores, I'm called a whore for not picking just one- was it fun? Despised now I crawl through the muck while stuck ups fuck up other people's luck, S'okay anyway big butt and I'm a mutt who did a little smut not knowing the sorrow I'd be sowing. Glowering at my lack of flowering with no ring on her finger. She wanted to be with the singer who lets it linger. I here know this is creepy, but I didn't know it until I heard you weeping that we had been sleeping there.
Nothing ass nobodies keep saying "No way..." ITs because they remind me of trifflin' L.J. I have to forgive him says the Book. It was difficult to do that. Look, I get that he thought I was a looker but that doesn't mean that I am a hooker. The judge considered throwing the whole book at her. Authority is a problem for me cuz I'm oppositional defiant and I'm unreliant because it's more fun to dis them. I feel like I was raised in an opium den of iniquity where equality is just a positive quality. Get me off this shit list before I hit you with my fist bitch! MY eyes mist, my eyes mist! Cerebral brain fluid and I guess there's a rumor that racists convert to Druid. Like pagan bangin', ranging from amazing to distastfully. They saw my full frontal and its not groovy to me and now i'm moody you see I feel all disgruntled.
Tell me about the 60's maw. What did you saw? It came and went like every other decade. BUT what about the sexcapades? It's how people got all the AIDS... Did you do drugs a lot too? How do you think that I got you? I heard you did acid at least once but didn't like it. Yeah, do I look like a hypocrite? I smoke weed and I'm sorry but disapproval makes you worry, IT's just her life story, did I raise a genius? No but I still believe in Genesis, Moses, the plagues and God's glory. Gorey stories about near death experiences that she believes made her psychic. Thinking that she's his sidekick. The pricks get sick when you don't want their dick. He gave me a stigma meanwhile his stigmatisms make everybody smile and glasses make you look smart, right? No you mulatto its because he is white and I'm still perturbed that man is disturbed. HE belongs in a bag out on the curb with a sign that says FREE NERD! That particular cracker is a whack job hacker that likes to smack her. I can see why people prefer each other for shallow reasons. So, I turn to the Bible because it predicted the shift in the seasons. This bitter cold eventually gets old like DNA radiation destroys it dead and forever. Never say never. clever June Cleaver suspects the Beaver Eater who couldn't leave her. Resurrected on Easter Sunday. its' tradition, you even looked down on my Act of Contrition because you are on a mission. Soulless dust, let it turn to rust- by dusk. Apparently parents fail too transparently to be called a family. My friends are all fiends but they know how to get things. And swings are still fun even though queers steer clear of things far and near. I almost got hit like a frozen deer in headlights. Why lie? Liars die and all, but there is something to say for manners, unless you really just cannot stand her?
For you I got it badly and sadly I'm a rejected mental defective. It's alright I'm a psychic detective and I want someone protective, not negative. The flash of an annoyed look. Hey baby can you cook? Like what, ready? Cuz to you she looks heavenly and I'm just breathing heavily. Oh no, she looks wet to me, I think they bet on me to set it up for him and i want to snap her like a Slim Jim. Peculiar people peep at me through peep holes: its my peepers. My faith is better for behold my Jesus creepers. Believers bereaved grieve for you like Stephen. Waiting for God to finally get even, The Grimm Reaper retrieves souls with leaven and takes them to Heaven. I need a haven and I take it serious when I see a raven. Graven images made- though God paid; and I can see now how perfection made that correction. Worried about my predilection and acting selfish, sneaking people shellfish who are mostly selfless, Sacrifice myself for you, you ask? He said I look ugly even in a mask and that is why I tell him kiss my fat ass. I act crass, smoking lots of grass and I missed my class but oh well I learn fast. This could never last and guess who got picked last in gym class and voted least likely to pass.
Got kicked out of Little Playmates, you know the story, Sexy devil baby for Halloween scared them, I was dressed too poorly, Swinging alone forever outcasted- I Once was ALice but I got recasted. The understudy stole my palace and used it as a place to test taste the flavor of the week. I Think she sees me as weak. Now I question my strength; generally disagreeable or a doormat. I have a boot print in my forehead, literally get walked all over. Oh but I'm being petty cuz even Ben would say that day I looked pretty. Once upon a time the Earth had no grime. When there was a crime, there was a fine of one dime; or you could amuse me with a rhyme. I'm so high your Highness can't reach me. Thank you God for all that you teach me. They call me the Preacher because my Bible leads me. The voices call my name: "Come get fame." I'm too lame and people indulge in mind games, inventing blame and repeating other women's names, Telling me my future is a chain gang, when I thought you would give me fangs. Instead you went to Miss Thang, dang. So what I feel loserly for caring, You act as if I'm the only one staring. Starring startlin' darlin' Darwin theory makes sense because people look like aomeba sort of; or like plankton and I heard em say they might make me walk the plank then. I need a chance to get redeemed, see and be seen, like the King and Queen of the greeny green green.........
About the Creator
Kristin Buckler
I am an artist and poet. I draw with pencil pen and paper and do oil on canvas, I went to UMCP and have a degree in Psychology, I currently live in the arts district in Hagerstown Maryland. I'm also clairvoyant. I design t shirts also.
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