- Indie Girl

Indie Girl

I want to be the indie girl blue hair and bones making

eyes at Joseph Gordon-Levitt in a record store smoking

for deep appreciation of

triangles

called ‘The Electric Fetus’ reading Murakami in a coffee

shop corner I’d like to be more concrete but even if I said the name

you probably haven’t heard of it browsing a consignment shop

in the Marais District or St. Ouen flea market but more

likely the Salvation Army or Goodwill or even Forever

21 but I won’t tell you that

I don’t like Nutella it’s too mainstream

my picture’s on weheartit it’s too mainstream this antique

camera doesn’t work here’s a digital just get me holding it

there

that’s fine

no not my face just me looking into the lens

absorbed in its uncorrupted simplicity its brokenness symbolizing

the destructive effects of postmodern and modern consumerism casualties on

souls with new technologies (excluding Tumblr) be intrigued

by my indifference it’s vintage from my father’s closet he wore it

back in ’62 I take it off the hanger and braid with my hair my mother used to

grow flowers

I wear them on my dress

Posted on Friday 2nd March 2012 with 11 notes
Tagged with poetry poem writing creative writing words spilled ink indie girl fashion music 
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