Entitlement

By Benjamin Grossman and Cassa Bassa

Fold me into your poems
to be read aloud in the quietest corner of your heart.

Place me between the tightest lines
where your uncompromising lips can be softened.

There is no winner in this tug of war,
only me striving to stay in your vocabulary.

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Paparazzi (Lyrics +Song)

[Verse 1]
I never thought that I’d be riding solo
I did so much to love you but still go
And now my heart is like a porthole
It’s opened up and out went my soul

I never thought I’d ever be this low
Can’t see the sun, the clouds, or even leave this room
Or even leave this room …

[Chorus]
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go, go, go
Go, go, go
You flash and you go
You flash and you go

[Verse 2]
You flatter and go
Like you ain’t got no soul
Houdini would be jealous of your show
And everyone knows what I know
And everyone knows you can’t love a ghost

Money’s the only thing you ever chase
You lost the love of your life for that race
And now you’re scared to even show your face
I hate to put you on blast in this space
But someone has to put you back in your place
Someone has to put you back in your place

Put you back in you place

[Chorus]
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go, go, go
Go, go, go
You flash and you go
You flash and you go

[Bridge]
I’ve waited six months for a call
You said you loved me but you had to move on
You said we’d talk soon but then you stalled
And then you never even called

You never even called
But I’m still waiting on
But I’m still waiting more
But I’ll still holding off
From falling back in love

[Chorus]
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you go
Like paparazzi
You flash and you

Ambush

You surprised my heart with an attack
Declaring war on my insides
With weapons never
Intended for conflict

You shot shit not from a bull
But a beast in human form
Even a guerrilla wouldn’t
Commit to those tactics

You agreed upon nonviolence
With plastic promises and cosmetic lies
Yet the paint on your face
Confirmed you were still in battle

You engaged without bloodshed
For you preferred the shedding of tears
A smile dropped here and a smile dropped there
You blew me up with peaceful kisses
The bombs of seductive love

I’m glad our one-sided struggle ended when it did
I would’ve never survived a nuclear relationship

My Love, a poem by Benjamin Grossman at Spillwords.com

My latest poetry publication at Spillwords Press:

My Love

You are not flesh and bone,
Not clay and dust,
Nor light and darkness.

[read the entire poem by clicking on the link below.]

Spillwords.com presents: My Love, a poem by Benjamin Grossman, who received his MFA in Creative Writing from Rosemont College.

Source: My Love, a poem by Benjamin Grossman at Spillwords.com

My Love

You are not flesh and bone,
Not clay and dust,
Nor light and darkness.

Neither are you some color
Fixed between good and bad
Or a mere figment of a poet’s imagination.

Rather, you are an admixture
Of fierce fire and flexible water.

Whenever I am near you,
All I feel is constant steam, ripened heat—
A desire to burn, no matter the consequences.

New Beginnings, poetry by Benjamin Grossman at Spillwords.com

My latest poetry publication at Spillwords Press:

New Beginnings

You are the conception of peace,
The beauty within the eventide.
[read the entire poem by clicking on the link below.]

Source: New Beginnings, poetry by Benjamin Grossman at Spillwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: New Beginnings, poetry by Benjamin Grossman, who received his MFA in Creative Writing from Rosemont College.

Yesterday (Song Snippet + Lyrics)

[Verse 1]
Your face reminds me of yesterday (Oh whoa)
I said those words and I meant ‘em, babe (Oh whoa)
Now can you whisper them back to me? (Oh whoa)
So I can figure out what they mean to me

This ain’t the part where I tell you not to leave
I don’t belong with you, and you don’t belong with me
But that’s the thing about love no else can see
You don’t get to pick and choose what you want it to be