Poetry in Motion
- Jannell Campbell
- Jul 22, 2022
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 14
Spoken Reasons and Loud Words.
Vending Machine Dreams
Put in a penny and get a bag of nuts
Put in a nickel and get a bag of chips
Put in a dime, go on, just waste your time
On these dime a dozen men and their dime a dozen lies.
Why put in your quarter for a snickers of a man
When a twix cums twice
Only to melt in your hands
Why put in two quarters to sacrifice the fall
kitkat will break you off
but leave you waiting for his call
Well, go on now, gather up all your coins
Get ready to receive all of his loins
And keep in mind, its your time on the line
Sticking bills in for a quick little snack
Instead of waiting patiently for the MAN in the back
Shhh
I know I shouldn’t be here
Pinned to the mattress like this...
It was an open bar
So I took shot after shot
Becoming laughter buddies
With Mr. Nice Guy
I grabbed my blue jacket
And left for the night
Off with the hottie
We dipped into the Renaissance
A room for a night
Body oil, champagne
Hot tub and a towel
fondle my naked body
While I scream out all the vowels
To the bed we scramble
While we recklessly kiss
Breaking glass along the way
Crimes of passion, the disarray
Tangled in legs and arms as we folly
Then onto my back to look deep in your eyes
I know I shouldn’t be here
Pinned to the mattress like this.
What if
What if there was a man that could read your every thought
He would hold your hand when walking the street
Cause he knew that’s what you needed
He would kiss you on the head
When you were full of thoughts
He would tell you that your special
Cause you really are
He would hold your laptop bag
Cause he knows its heavy
He would open the doors, like gentlemen do
Cause he is
He doesn’t just read your mind
He loves that big brain of yours
Encouraging you when you feel your lowest
Calming you when you want to rage on
He is just he one for you
And girl, you’re worth it!
What if he met all your needs?
Was your fire in the cold
And your rain when you storm
What if he was
Your blanket in the freeze
And your umbrella when you reign
What if he was
Your ice in the heat
And your medicine when in pain
What if he was
Your battery when you were drained
And your lifeline when you needed a hand
What if he was
Your water when you thirsted for life
And your flavor for some spice
Give me a knife because I need to splice
Myself into segments and make a man from my elements
What if….
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