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Jem & Trucker
Jem. stumbled, & fell to the ground, weak from hunger.
begging had not gone well that day. people rushed past
her at the train station, to escape her pitiful presence.
strangers without benevolence.
her mother, on her death bed, had told her:
Jem-marie, wash the smudges off your face, wash
under your arms, pat down your hair. smile & flutter
your eyes a little. men will pay you money for 5, 6
minutes work. spit out the disgust & take the money.
she would not do that, so she ignored her belly’s cries.
Trucker. he saw her fall, & helped her. he was a big man,
arms & back muscled from heavy labor. shoulders that
supported hardship. he took her to the soup kitchen. they
were given bread, a weak soup with some vegetables, no
meat. the kitchen was serving apple juice that night.
they spoke a little.
he took her to the abandoned warehouse. an old mattress,
a sheet on it that he had stolen from someone’s clothesline.
they only meant to rest. for a reason that was unfamiliar,
he kissed her cheek,
gently: tinkerbelle kissing the wind…
she responded, welcoming the security in the wrap of his arms.
& something happened,
something so, so right…
emotion. they were charged emotion.
crackling, stinging the air.
they bartered a small portion of the pain
for a little passion.
somewhere, between dusk & dawn,
there is a beautiful stillness;
somewhere in the universe,
there is music…
Published 18th Nov 2015
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18th Nov 2015 4:53am
18th Nov 2015 10:41am
18th Nov 2015 11:46am
thank you, there is some good that can be found in everything if you look hard enough
18th Nov 2015 1:09pm
I loved this johnny I could see everything you wrote about here and what a dainty and innocent write ..
I always adore all of your poetry Johnny Rotten xoxoxoxoxoxo
Loves you
Jackie xoxoxoxoxox
I always adore all of your poetry Johnny Rotten xoxoxoxoxoxo
Loves you
Jackie xoxoxoxoxox
18th Nov 2015 3:56pm
Love is often borne of compassionate comfort when we choose to give more damns than anyone else.
Beautiful work.
Beautiful work.
18th Nov 2015 5:03pm
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18th Nov 2015 11:34pm
Embracing the pain,artfully! I very much enjoyed this communing of souls. A perfect ending to kiss away the brutality of reality. Bows, blue angel
19th Nov 2015 3:22pm
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20th Nov 2015 1:01am
Beautifully epic ... Passion from a man we'd normally associate as a predator in such a situation, yet he helps her maintain her dignity and humanity
