Olivia A Keaton

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

papers will burn eventually
their fire will rise
it will hush the smoke
because it always gets the credit

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

it became heavy and cold.
shaking, shaking.
shattering, breaking.
a blanket of what seemed snow,
but were ashes.
the snow melted in her lungs
and the water it created drowned her, slowly.

true pity and sadness. my heart aches

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

When you hold your crybaby

I whine too much
and I cry at everything,
but still you hold me
and smile because you're mine.

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

The Browning Apple

When you forget about an apple,
one that you've already taken a bite of,
it turns brown and begins to wither away.

I want the attention that an apple gets to be so very dramatic about.

I ask for attention from my beloved every day.
My way of being dramatic is a fun game, is it not?

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

Blue Raspberry

Numbing
the throat
but still I cry
because apparently
the knot in my throat
right before I cry doesn't
mean my emotions are
actually stored there.

Pity.

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

Blue Roses

I actually cannot stress
exactly how much I'd love to be
the blue flowers on my dress.

Made of lace so pretty,
perfect every one.
With flows of plenty
spirits falling undone.

Olivia A Keaton Sep 2019

Classy (Not)

I apologize for the click clackin of my shoes echoing in the hall

I don't know how to walk lightly in heels.

I apologize that I trip and cause a domino fall

I cannot walk in heels.

and no matter how hard I try,
there's a blister on my toe,
you ask me how I walk in heels
and I tell you I don't know.