"Blue Unattainable"

Quite a few comments on my last post asked me to share some of my poetry here on Jupe, and I am happy to oblige (although also somewhat terrified!)...I popped a poem in at the bottom of this post if you'd like to read it!

On your way to the bottom of the post, however, don't forget to admire these totally rad pants that cost $1.49 and feel like snuggling in pajamas 24/7.  Yes, they are official 80s vintage.   Yes, I love them and want to wear them every day.  Yes, they are total grandma pants.  But I've been convincing myself they don't look too terrible--after all, they inspired pants styles that are really trendy now--I'm just rocking the originals.

Falling Outwards

You looking at me with adoration

is thin to burst by bite

like an apple skin--

the beneath white flesh

my tongue runs against

is bitter, unripe,

with the peeling taint of arsenic.

Stroking a butterfly’s wing,

small, bright-coloured scales

stick to your fingertips;

which is like you touching me.

And in yours like the sky,

my eyes find

the blue unattainable.

Listen to water rushing away,

not at all the sound of water rushing inward,

and you will hear yourself speaking

happiness to me.

<3 Cambria