Mortal Goddess

What am I

 To those pools of black velvet

But what they do imply;

A goddess denied,

A mortal once more.

Strike me and I bleed,

This is my creed

For I am human;

A mere visage of flesh over bone.

Break my heart, the tears will pour

For you.

My eyes sicken;

Stricken at the taste of salt,

Staining faded kisses in their course,

Tainting everything divine.

Ashamed of my remorse,

My lips have forgotten sweet nectar

And things mortals will never know...

How could such euphoria bring such woe?

I once traveled the stars in bliss;

Tracing silver lines

Blindly with my fingertips.

My wings no longer recognize my skin;

I am forsaken of the skies.

I frown at the frail reflection in your eyes;

Naked of the perfection you once saw.

There is no celestial beauty nor grace,

But a canvas

Of my every damnable flaw.

Tipsy

My head is fine

But the room keeps spinning

Nothing and everything is funny

Silly haircuts

I’m a fool grinning

There’s nothing wrong with my eyes

When did you get three heads?

Your face is all of a sudden funny

I can’t help but laugh

My nose is runny

And I really gotta pee

I’m worried if I eat

That it’ll end up in the toilet

There’s nothing wrong with me.

The floor is wobbly

That’s why I stumble

My tongue is heavy

That’s why I mumble.

I call but they won’t pick up

So I hang up

And hope I won’t throw up

They laugh at me walking

But I don’t care

Because

I laugh at them talking

Silly geese

I’m careful at what I do

And don’t do

And everything else too

I’m not a fool

I just drank too much