I’ve always wanted to be a cat lady
and live my life in peace
with just a few cats
who do exactly as they please.
I’d wake up every day
just at the crack of dawn
and feed the hungry clan
and pretend that nothing’s wrong.
They’d love me as I am
and hate me just the same
but I’d never have to wonder
like I would with some dame.
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Where Wolves
You howl at the moon
while I shun the light of day
where wolves will find love.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Twice
The first mistake
was inviting you in
knowing the vampire
inside you would win.
The second mistake
was having you back
since my heart pays
for what my brain lacks.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Stormy
Lights flicker,
winds howl,
rain falls,
creatures prowl.
Night comes,
darkness enters,
houses creak,
trees splinter.
Waters rise,
land fades,
day breaks,
life wades.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Emergency
Look how wide my eyes have grown
and how frantic I’ve become;
there’s a maniac outside
and something must be done.
The world may be ending
it’s true the end is nigh
and still you just sit there
while I let out a cry.
Don’t tell me it’s alright
and that this person is fine
when she’s mowing the lawn
while I attempt to dine.
So nonchalant you are,
but very soon you’ll see
just how serious this is
and come and hide with me.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
Company of You
Do you remember
when I held you in my arms
and told you the world
was no one’s but ours?
So many nights have passed
and many miles too
since my nights were spent
in the company of you.
Dropped calls and texts,
your face on a little screen
and six hours of blacktop
until you and I is more than a dream.
© Autumn Siders 2018
#tbt
The apocalypse is not nigh,
it is here;
open your eyes
and look into fear.
The end is not coming
it has arrived;
double check your phone
and try to survive.
The world is barren
and the network is dust
but by all means,
post a selfie if you must.
© Autumn Siders 2017
The Heart is a Muscle
Twenty-five crunches
followed by one hundred squats;
a heart out of shape.
© Autumn Siders 2018
3½
My office:
One floor,
3 and a half walls.
My life:
incomplete
and completely stalled.
My future:
the floor
and 3 and a half walls.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Blip
I think about how
you are such a tiny blip
on the radar of my life
and still it seems
you enter my thoughts
more than others might.
I think about how
I will never see you again,
I don’t know your last name,
where you work,
where you live,
where you’ve been.
But still I think
and I ponder
and I dream
and I wonder.
Do you ever
do the same?
Autumn Siders 