Actress Kristen Stewart has turned her hand to poetry, and revealed a piece entitled ‘My Heart Is A Wiffle Ball/Freedom Pole’ in a magazine.
The former Twilight star is quoted as telling Marie Claire before reading the interviewer her work: “Oh, my God, it’s so embarrassing. I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
Check out the poem below, in all its glory:
I reared digital moonlight
You read its clock, scrawled neon across that black
Kismetly… ubiquitously crest fallen
Thrown down to strafe your foothills
… I’ll suck the bones pretty.
Your nature perforated the abrasive organ pumps
Spray painted everything known to man,
Stream rushed through and all out into
Something Whilst the crackling stare down sun snuck
Through our windows boarded up
He hit your flint face and it sparked.
And I bellowed and you parked
We reached Marfa.
One honest day up on this freedom pole
Devils not done digging
He’s speaking in tongues all along the pan handle
And this pining erosion is getting dust in
And I’m drunk on your morsels
And so I look down the line
Your every twitch hand drum salute
The star wrote the poem while on a road trip through Texas in 2013.
What do you think? Should Kristen swap acting for poetry, or stick to the day job?