when you wish upon a star
A dandelion
|h|i|d|d|e|n
in the
(S)(H)(A)(D)(O)(W)(S)
A brother gone
[pushing up daisies]
A mother gone
[blank brown eyes]
A wife gone
[eloped with another]
G O N E
Silvery stalks
Blown away by chapped lips
To answer men's wishes
Left for dead on the roadside
[a useless stalk]
Don't you see?
you are the dandelion
In a word?
[used]
To grant the wishes of others
Left to /die\
On the roadside
useless
useless
useless
Say it until the sting leaves the words
-useless-
Useless like a Monday morning
Useless like a toothbrush holder
Useless like a single sock
u·s·e·l·e·s·s
Scream it to the rooftops
! S!
Acknowledge this part of yourself
{use it}
Not so -u-s-e-l-e-s-s- after all
Dandelions attract statues
A face set in stone
Eyes without a flicker of emotion
And yet
(ssh, it's his secret)
Wishes for the dandelion to grant
When his rough lips
Are on yours
The pieces of you s/c/a/t/t/e/r
Like silvery stalks in the wind
Rolling like tumbleweed across the blistering desert
With the ^^^blistering^^^ heat of his gaze
Wound together
[tangled up like vines]
Encompassing heat
[whispers of flames]
Carnal desires
[descending into animals]
Standing to attention
Blown to pieces
The solemn statue
The dandelion man
And while his head beats out a metronome of
wrong wrong wrong
Your heart ticks out a beat of
right right right
[not so -u-s-e-l-e-s-s- after all]
Greetings, one and all, and I wish you a very happy summer!
(I can hear the my God, she's writing Harry Potter again! from here)
So, herein begin the entries for 2012 Mew and Mor's Weird Pairings Contest and I do hope you enjoy the wacky pairings for which all credit must go to these goddesses of fanfiction *bows down*