LJIdol / LPF: Week 8: Sprezzatura

[codenamewanderlust]

She’s back of the bus crazy

Working through a bag of candy

 

The sights and sounds of the world 

are nothing compared to the inside of her head

 

She’s

Tent city, under the bridge 

Smoking reefer on street corners

Back of the bus crazy

 

Bumming two cigarettes simultaneously

With practiced precision

One over her left ear, one to her lips, 

Tilting her head to accept the offered flame 

 

She’s 

living la vie boheme 

If effort is graceless

She’s 

a prima-ballerina 

Swaying to that beat

Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test

Lucid dreaming on LSD

 

Rings on every finger

Ash and ink stained fingertips

Painted purple fingernails

 

She’s 

Motels and No-Tell’s

Midnight neon lights

 

Laying pull-can-tabs in the hollows of her hip bones 

Keeping her secrets in the glass beads braided into her hair

Batting her lashes behind thick glasses

 

She’s
Back pocket sci-fi paperbacks

Using blades of grass as bookmarks

Effortlessly cool

As crazy as they come

 

Conjuring safety-pins 

from the bottoms 

of her pockets and draw string bags

Preaching the benefits of drinking 

Hot water and turmeric 

 

She’s
Making wishes on dandelion pods

Lavender sunrise chilly mornings

Drowning in saffron cardigan

Singing all the words

To songs you've never heard

Hearing the voice of god between verses

 

She’s

Philosophy at the bus stop 

Sucking on gummy-bears and lolly-pops

Hot pink chalk graffiti 

She was here…

 

She’s 

Fundamentally free

And fulling her fiber art fantasies

Conversing with the cats

That congregate at her ankles

 

Wearing flowers in the buttonhole 

Of her patchwork pea-coat

Trailing the scent of Patchouli
 

She’s 
Psilocybin mellow, under the street-lamps

Reading the tarot in parking lots

Back of the bus crazy

Comments

[halfshellvenus]

I like the bohemian, free-spirit archetype here, someone who lives and enjoys life fully and without self-criticism. It's very freeing.