Three poets read pieces that are inspired by Carly Rae Jepsen's 2015 album "E•mo•tion" for the podcast "Poetry as F*ck."
Upload Date: Apr 01, 2021
Three poets read pieces that are inspired by Carly Rae Jepsen's 2015 album "E•mo•tion" for the podcast "Poetry as F*ck." Each poem is unique and highlights different themes from the singer's popular album.
not sure if you torment me or not. Too busy to care the weather. I don't know. I haven't been outside for days. Curtains wraps up, Stay in gold. I'm definitely better. There's no me crapped out a while ago. Your memory or wound heal briefly as tequila punches numb the clink of my feet when I stumble up to piss memories. No old roots twisting in pictures I paint horrify me in the morning shocks of red crashing with slaps of black, terrible, raging, meaningless. Can't believe that's in me. We could do with this emotion. There's nothing you can't have. There's nothing I will do. Sleepless, um, kissed Heat of death. Chill of tombstones. Lights are I'm old enough to remember rewinding cassette tapes of the pinkie finger or a number two pencil. And while I'm grateful to live in the era of the repeat button being an obsessive re listener of songs, audiobooks and comedy podcasts, some part of me wishes I could buy Carly Rae Jepsen's emotion on tape just so I could get to be an expert or a winding the length of a single song. My all time CRJ repeat session record probably goes to the time I listened to give me love with Alice while I was deep cleaning my room because I was head over heels for the prettiest person I'd ever met. I'm a slob, so it took me three hours to clean my room, which is 180 minutes, which is 10,800 seconds and give me love is 202 seconds. So my best guess is that we listened to it 53 times that night, and I was just as out of my mind at the end of it as I was when I started. But at least I had a clean room. Alice has a soprano voice to dream about, an act for harmonizing, so I still hear her voice and her Miss Jepsen's. Whenever I listened to that song and I think, Hey, it wasn't so bad being crazy in love, even if I was living on Snickers bars and sleeping two hours a night, Give me love. Your instincts will tell you to look a wound because to live from its healing. But a part of me will always think it's because we expected this time it might be cherry juice. Give me love. Give me love. Give me love. Give me love. Give me please. And I still think that wanting is good for the heart, which is the kids way of thinking. But I'll never claim to be a second older than I am old enough to remember cassette tapes and not much older than that. I could have listened to that song 100 more times, could have scrubbed down the floors all through that 12 story building, could have cleaned all the windows, and it still wouldn't have taken the edge off. I wish I could say I'm 100 loads of laundry in love with you. Like I could hold my shirts that 100th time to be done with it. I'm a kid, but I'm not dumb. I know I'm never getting the smell of you out of my clothes, which is all for the best, because being a person who listens to a song 53 times in a row is a pretty good sign that I'm a person who doesn't want the song to end. And if I really put my mind to it, I could count all the planes, trains and buses I've written since I met you. I could list every bed. I've slept in every room I've moved out of, but it doesn't ever end. And when I say it, I mean love. I'll turn the tape back till the tape falls apart. And then I'll go on humming because wanting is good for the heart. And thank God for that. Because it's the only thing I ever got good at. Mhm. This is a poem only written using lyrics from the 2015 album Emotion by Carly Rae Jepson. It's called All My Kisses Who gave you eyes like that I so bright or the skies forever blue Bright baby blue Everything is dizzy and suddenly Drink to Cuba for me babe, I just got the taste for it You kissed me like a sunrise Your lips in the street Lights brush my hair behind my ear I like that you're driving slow I'm speeding and I could be driving you all night talk down It's getting hard to slow down Red lights are run Drive me home Shine a light I've told 100 lies I've got a cavern of secrets and I break all the rules for you. I'll keep my light on if you know what I mean. It's way too soon. Please don't go I don't want to let you go Catch me when I'm falling for you No more tears Just let me in your arms Sometimes I wish I could change This is getting kind of out of control Well, it's just a kiss All my kisses