The Trigger Finger (2008)

[What you don’t know can’t hurt you.]

grab that gun and place it in my mouth.
that’s what i deserve, right?
when i tasted him that minute
i did like it for a moment.
when i thought you wouldn’t catch me
i so love the way it thrilled me.
i’ve been so wrong honey but it felt so good.
his kisses plus the fact i had you fooled.
yeah i know i cannot live
with all the guilt you made me feel
when i see you look at me like that..
wait, now i see you looking at me like that
i know baby, now it hurts too much.

you’ve got to understand.
i’m as weak as you claim you are.
so can’t we start this over/
swear i won’t trade your love again
for three rounds’ worth of fun
because it’s only with you that i can’t get enough.

should i grab it and put it in your mouth?
that’s what you thought i deserve.
when you tasted HER that minute
i know you liked it for a moment.

when you thought i couldn’t catch you
you did love the way it thrilled you.
you are so damn wrong but you know you felt good
until you realized i can never be fooled.

yeah i know you cannot live
with all the guilt i made you feel
when you see me do what you did like that
wait, now you see me doing things like that
now you see why this hurts so much.

don’t worry i understand.
you’re as weak as i claim i am.
so we’ll do start this over.
swear that you won’t trade me again
for a day’s worth of trippin’ you can’t even brag.
YOU KNOW IT’S ONLY WITH ME
THAT YOU CAN’T GET ENOUGH.

(c) 2008
Vivien Marie Lopez
11.15.08
Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Detection Tool

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

Promise (2008)

Went to the mall because i know you’re there.
Thought i’d surprise you once again.
i wanna show you how much i care.
Surely i surprised you once again.
you saw me coming
your eyes were wide and big
you saw me coming
& your hand’s holding hers.
oh look @ what we have.
honey, i caught you in the act.

(i won’t embarrass you.
i won’t make a fight.
i know why you did this.
you’re just an ordinary guy.

i won’t dump you.
i’d forgive you.
i know i’m the one you love most.
you’ll never let me go.)

so kiss me after her,
i’ll wait in the car.
i’ll show you i love you better.
i’ll show you I AM BETTER.

you saw me coming,
your hand stopped holding her.
you saw me coming
& you pushed her away.
oh look at what we have.
honey i’m right, i’m the one you love.

so kiss me after her,
we’ll do it in the car.
i’ll show you i love you better.
i’ll show you I AM BETTER.

you went to explain,
but i went for your mouth.
let’s just kiss it away,
let’s just go make out.

honey let me drive you home.
let me take you home.

and i drove while you sat with your guilt.

honey it’s alright
it’s okay.
we’ll spend the night together.
(forever)

we’re nearing the bridge now.
we’re nearing home.

(forever, right?)

i’m driving this car into the water,
and we’ll never have to go through this again.

(let’s breathe our last breaths)

 
(c) 2008
Vivien Marie Lopez
10.17.08
 
 
 

Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Detection Tool

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

Trouser Gun, Sugar Bomb (2008)

Another chick.
Another pick.
Another man.
Another account in the bank.

“She paints her nails a deep dark crimson,
pouts her lips for sheer seduction.
he arrives with someone else’s scent on his sleeve…”

Dolls and Toy Cars.


she paid no mind
love is blind
and he’s got her a credit card
she’s his
& she’ll do everything to please.

his eager eyes slid down her dress
a move too obvious of what he has to confess.
he thirsts for this: a sense of control.
she hungers for this: satisfaction that honors mind and soul.

she said, ‘you’re my best beau.’
and he told her she’s special, and it’s all true.
but that’s only because –

– each of them was something to be used.

trouser gun, sugar bomb.
it’s just men being men.
women being women.
(c)2008
Vivien Marie Lopez
9.17.2008

Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Detection Tool

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

Pretty Ugly (2008)

 

(Shhhh. i’ve got wrath in me. so listen, for i’m gonna make someone ugly.)
I want to burst her big, fake, silicon boobs.
I want to smash her botox-implanted face upon a sewage tube.
       i want to spike her gum with rat poison
       i want to combust her hair and ruin her extensions.
       i want to smother her with her Guccis and Louis V’s
       and stab her with her 5-inch Manolo Blahniks.
       I want to cut her cherry lips with her own tweezers,
       or even get her limousine driver to run her over.

beauty is such a luxury she can afford.
she was already blessed with outstanding looks by the good Lord.
started enhancing it with plastic surgery just so she could compete
against all those other girls her man’s having an affair with.  

i hate her for not being able to keep her man to herself.
tell me, mister.
is she, your wife, not good enough, not beautiful enough?
tell me, mister.
am i, your wife, not beautiful enough?

(c) 2008
Vivien Marie Lopez
9.17.2008
Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Detection Tool

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

The F in Frenzy (2007)

It is exposure.
(i feel so vulnerable)

it is comfort.
(this is me, and just me)

it is provocation.
(i am seducing you)

it is art.
(appreciate me)

it is life, in its most natural.
(watch me exist, feel that i’m real)

you have stripped me.
now know me.

the game is on.
(i have laid my cards on the table)

(c) 2007
Vivien Marie Lopez
08.07.07
Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Detection Tool

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.