by The Cowl Editor on November 20, 2018
Poetry
by Jessica Polanco ’20
Everyone claims you’re just as tangible
As a rainbow in the sky
But there’s nothing to see
Just a disappointment in disguise
You creep into my heart
Slowly, you infect my brain
I think they call you LOVE?
But sitting you against royalty
Would be a shame
You make people literally blind
Throw them to the streets to reside
You don’t care
You just laugh and say
“Look at that punk over there,
with a box full of chocolates
And despair.”
Everyone claims you’re tangible
That we can hug you
Take walks with you at the park,
And when we kiss you, we’ll feel a spark
Who named you LOVE anyways?
That name is too beautiful
For a junkie
Who smokes cigarettes
Who drinks whiskey
Who lives nowhere
Who doesn’t care
Everyone claims you’re tangible
And here you are
Kissing me goodbye