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The Familiar Strange Part 1
"It was meant to be a mad romance from
the very start, love"
Nightmirrors
Like the Great Gatsby, he plunged, low
beneath her fabrics, too high for thought,
and far too dark and sick for excuses.
He poured himself empty where her affixed
womb lie. He had his freedom, and she,
her PTSD.
I'm not quite sure what became of them
that night, at the end, when the curtains
waved goodbye and the custodian mopped
up the blood.
Perhaps she fell asleep as he rolled off and
raped her dresser drawer. But maybe
they both lapsed into that place together,
that so strange and elusive place where unknown
people are known like books, like sonnets,
like lovers.
He cracked his neck and sighed, topping off
the barrage of her deja vu with a whistled
tune. "The End Of the World" by Skeeter
Davis.
A familiar quirk all too engraven in her
mind.
(But he's a stranger. Right?)
Boys Will Be Boys
Just back from the sea-port and revving up
just like any other Navy boy fresh off the slab.
He never thought he'd miss the stagnant
crystallized air of the sea, but he did.
"I need a smoke."
(to be continued... )
the very start, love"
Nightmirrors
Like the Great Gatsby, he plunged, low
beneath her fabrics, too high for thought,
and far too dark and sick for excuses.
He poured himself empty where her affixed
womb lie. He had his freedom, and she,
her PTSD.
I'm not quite sure what became of them
that night, at the end, when the curtains
waved goodbye and the custodian mopped
up the blood.
Perhaps she fell asleep as he rolled off and
raped her dresser drawer. But maybe
they both lapsed into that place together,
that so strange and elusive place where unknown
people are known like books, like sonnets,
like lovers.
He cracked his neck and sighed, topping off
the barrage of her deja vu with a whistled
tune. "The End Of the World" by Skeeter
Davis.
A familiar quirk all too engraven in her
mind.
(But he's a stranger. Right?)
Boys Will Be Boys
Just back from the sea-port and revving up
just like any other Navy boy fresh off the slab.
He never thought he'd miss the stagnant
crystallized air of the sea, but he did.
"I need a smoke."
(to be continued... )
Published 11th Apr 2011
| Edited 12th Apr 2011
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he plunged, low
beneath her fabrics, too high for thought,
and far too dark and sick for excuses.
her affixed
womb
the curtains
waved goodbye
rolled off and
raped her dresser drawer.
where unknown
people are known like books, like sonnets,
like lovers.
He never thought he'd miss the stagnant
crystallized air of the sea
(crys... in the poem needs another 'l')
----
jeez fuck but i do love your words (and funny this but they
remind me of you as you sang in that rope swing i made you).
he plunged, low
beneath her fabrics, too high for thought,
and far too dark and sick for excuses.
her affixed
womb
the curtains
waved goodbye
rolled off and
raped her dresser drawer.
where unknown
people are known like books, like sonnets,
like lovers.
He never thought he'd miss the stagnant
crystallized air of the sea
(crys... in the poem needs another 'l')
----
jeez fuck but i do love your words (and funny this but they
remind me of you as you sang in that rope swing i made you).
12th Apr 2011 1:39am
Anonymous
10th Nov 2011 9:58pm
All I have to say is well done, this is brilliant. I like the last part myself, I am proud to be a woman but I think like a man most of the time, it's other guys who stare at me weird, even though I like girly clothes I still can't help but being me. That's why I like the last part. And the beginning just reminded me of some of my past relationships in the fact that somehow I always find a way to go out with some of the craziest men, its not like I go looking for them however, it just has happened to be that way. I don't know what it is with me haha. Liked this poem though.
