This poem was written after the official completion of the twilight saga. The actress does not consider it an outstanding creation and calls "embarrassing." Kristen called her poem My Heart Is a Wiffle Ball / Freedom Pole, which can be translated as "My heart golf ball / pole freedom." "I don't want to say damn pretentiously, but when I finishing something, I react like this:" Here is the hell, these are madness! "- Says the actress. - The same with the actor: if I manage the scene, I always think" WU, " This is a fool! ". And here is the creation of Kristen, which she agreed to accommodate in the journal:
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 Belowed 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
My Eyes.
And i'm drunk on your morsels
And So I Look Down The Line
Your Every Twitch Hand Drum Salute
Salutes Mine ...