Saturday, August 6, 2016

That girl with blue fingernails

She always has the same look on her face,

and I distrusted her because of that.

It’s eerie.

But I guess most of the things she does are eerie,

so maybe it’s not her face’s fault.

She doodles on everything,

but draws the same exact picture

of a cat with a skull mask.

She balances on one foot

effortlessly like a bird,

weightless in the wind,

upheld by nothing but the stillness in the air.

She never raises the volume of her voice,

or even changes the pitch of it.


the rumor that goes around is that she’s a robot.

But I have a different idea:

I think she was born a girl,

and she slowly let herself become mechanical,

while the world replaced

her bones with steal,

her skin with a shell,

her heart with a watch

and her eyes with mirrors.

And then one day,

she painted her fingernails blue,

and shrugged

as the world told her it was too close to cobalt.

1 comment:

  1. your poetic skills are impressive daniel you should probably switch up from writing your normal articles and get into wriring poems this would an awesome idea keep up the good job