"That Creepy Chick" a poem by Bryce Williams

That Creepy Chick

Awake scheming in bed , 

She thinks louder than she talks.

She holds conversations in her head

Lost in thought as she walks.

Her eyes dart as she leers.

Like a sly spy seeing all

If never he would fall

was greatest among her fears.

She planned, prepared, prayed.

Meaningless plans for things never to come 

If only the bridge could be made

Her brain smart, her heart dumb.

Her heart as warm as a coat pocket,

when he is stuffed inside

She flies away like a model rocket,

When she runs away and hides.

She can plan and plot, all the time longer

But for us to ever be,

If her head is wrong and heart is wronger, 

She’ll never be with me.

Bryce Williams