Director
Time’s run out
and we didn’t get to make the film
instead you lay on your bed
blind-folded, brittle
and I sit and read my story
while you direct me
to chop and change
watching our film
in your imagination
making it everything
it was going to be
directing your best
film ever…
Rest in peace, darling, my best friend, my inspiration, Anna mou, hrisi mou
How to get a fuck
The only way to get a guy
is to become one.
Let’s not pretend here
We, live in a MAN’S world
So get with the program
Keep your words to yourself,
your poems under your pillow.
Forget fairytales and myths
Instead listen to
Bullet for my Valentine
loud, on the tram,
so you’re silently screaming
Eye makeup should be dark
Challenge the fuckers
as they’re checking you out
A short skirt, red lipstick
a long pair of boots
so you can stiletto their hearts
Step out into the night
Focus on the physical
Chase the fuck not the feel
Guys are experts,
you can do it too
WAKE UP!
He doesn’t want to know you
even if he asks about your life
He doesn’t care about you
even if he shows you his garden
He doesn’t think you’re special
even if he plays the piano for you
or kisses your forehead,
or strokes your face
or holds you tight in the night
Don’t believe him when he has no time
he’s got three or four on the side
He just wants a fuck
to slide into your cunt
to ram you against the wall
pull your hair, stare
into your soul – don’t be fooled
he just wants you to suck his cock
so he can feel like he’s on top
Let him think he is
Then take your stilleto and…
Don’t fight it, don’t deny it
This is life, get with the program
You need to shield to survive
We have to hide our woman
Once he gets what we wants
he’ll be gone in a drop
any sign of emotion
will set his feet in motion
Don’t fight it, don’t deny it
This is reality
Here, watch me take this knife
and insert it into my chest
See the square I’m cutting?
See that?
There’s my heart, beating
Here I will place it,
on the kitchen bench
and with my bloodied hand
watch me create its coffin
a nail for every lover,
every bastard I let inside
and ever so gently
and compassionately
I will lay you inside, my heart
I will lay you inside,
and I will not cry,
I will fight my tears
Hammer it shut
a nail for every time
I said I wouldn’t and I did
hammer it again
and again and again
I will bury you in my chest, heart
mourn your loss, but I won’t cry
I’m not crying, I’m not crying…
See this needle?
Watch me sew my skin shut
a stitch for every falter
every time I believed another
saltwater sting falling from my eyes
feeling the agony of every stitch
in and out, in and out
the pull of the thread
so I can REMEMBER
that THIS is a MAN’S world
that they are all BASTARDS:
Hey guy from across the bar, you like what you see?
Come over here, you want to fuck with me?
You haven’t got the balls to deal with me.
Don’t worry I’ll only take what I need.
You can penetrate my cunt
but I’ll be fucked if I let any guy
ever again, penetrate my SOUL
