This collab inspired me, but at this late hour I don't have the means to work with audio or video, so here's a stream of consciousness, arguably a poem (from the girl who rarely writes poetry, go figure my first two RECords are poems). Excuse the slightly jaded tone, my exes had a way of trying to "buy" my love with material objects.
"Re: Love Trinkets"
To wear or not to wear
That is the question.
Beautiful jewelry, innocent enough
On it's own.
Gifts to buy my love.
The earrings from Josh,
After only a week,
Before the real abuse began.
The bracelet from Eric
Celebrating one year together
and two months before we fell apart.
Can I separate the items from the events?
From the boys who did me wrong?
Which is stronger:
My love of all things shiny and bright?
Or my disgust over past mistakes?
A few can stay.
They pass the cut.
I'd have bought them myself if he didn't.
Theater necklace charm;
His mother picked it out,
And the symbol means more than the gift-giver.
I won't let the shadows of my past
Rule over me like they once did
Or ruin my love of these trinkets
From those I once loved.
For the rest,
An old shoe box.
Forgotten and buried
Like the memories.
Created: Jul 21, 2010MaeFaerie Document Media