my heart is a thrift store
my heart is a thrift store
and it's raining outside
I'm full of things once useful,
waiting for someone to pick them up and leave with them
take them to a better place
my heart is full of lovely things
that come from broken homes
also it's raining outside
lovely vultures pick me apart
(you're mixing metaphors)
thrift stores are full of lovely things
that fit elsewhere,
all those loving things won't make a home
no one calls me home
my heart is a thrift store
and it's raining outside
also I'm not a metaphor
I'm tired
I'm tired of using my words to feel pretty
I want poems to be written about me
my heart is a thrift store
and it's raining outside
I still wore my sunglasses when I walked to
the liquor store.
Richard Hernandez aka Softboi Mumble is a writer from San Diego. He mostly writes love poems with erotic tones and occasionally dips his toes into the existential void.