I do not believe in empty fairytales any longer
where my prince on a white horse comes shining through
of fresh air ones and a decent ride
smelling of Ralph Lauren cologne
Fresh faded hairline wheels spinning in chrome
For it is not the epitome of what beautiful personality can bring
full of desire and longing wishing and hoping.
I do not believe in once upon a time introductions
where the peak of the story begins in fantasy
ends in wonder and amazement
piqued with sensitivity
for the sensitive man that I thought to be by my side
ended up a villain to by night to which he hides
lies and memories distant lovers and secret conversations
diluted words and empty promises
once again unfulfilled. once again, I am once upon a time
full of fresh grass and magical happenings
but the only thing surrounding me
is unadulterated negativity
once upon a time,
in the land far away
I met this one guy who loved me
or at least I shall say
so charming by day
so seductive by night
all the ladies in the land
adorned him upon sight
but alas his magical spell ended
and another frog, she had to kiss
and believing in fairytales no more
this lady wished
once upon the star
the gallant man entered a reverie
and then in a lullaby she finally went to sleep. I mean rock a bye baby, the woman
did close her eyes
and then to cry to dream alive to shed a tear, to weep.
I do not believe in fairytales
there are no princes in the world for me
just a lot of goddamn frogs
like the plague of Egypt-as far as the eyes can see.
-b.r.rivera
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