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sorrow of women
nothing is ever little to a woman.
take kissing, for example. I like to kiss. my rough mouth
on her soft lips, my tongue pushing down on hers like I
need to subjugate her. & if it leads us between the sheets,
that’s fine with me… any excuse to get outa my clothes.
& it’s more heroic to shoot the bullseye when it’s inside a
dame. sure, sex is a sweet diversion, somethin’ to do
between cigarettes.
but it’s a lot heavier for a woman. if she’s got feelings for a
man, she’ll carry it in her heart for a long time, even if he
doesn’t stick around for breakfast. I never could figure it.
but don’t get me wrong, I like women. I try to act like a
gentleman, as much as my savage heart will allow. & I
never hit a dame unless she’s got it comin’.
see, that’s the thing about hurt: it is so much a woman’s
domain, it oughta be dressed in pink. her own burden, to
absorb all the sorrow in the world.
a woman’s sorrow can be a hairline fracture on a cheek bone,
washed-out purple of a bruise covered by a cream or powder,
whatever was on sale at the drugstore. dried tracks of her tears
that stay anonymous if you don’t look in her eyes. something
you won’t find in a poem.
but it goes a lot deeper than that…
(Art: Germaine Krull)
Published 2nd Apr 2016
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2nd Apr 2016 7:39pm
2nd Apr 2016 8:02pm
Real women don't cover their bruises. They photograph them in front of witnesses to use at trial for justification on why she hit him repeatedly with a baseball bat.
2nd Apr 2016 8:19pm
"but it goes a lot deeper than that… " so true JohnFeddeler ... wish I knew why that was too ... a blessing sometimes, other times?
brought this quote to mind ....
"I am fated to journey hand in hand with my strange heroes and to survey the surging immensity of life, to survey it through the laughter that all can see and through the tears unseen and unknown by anyone." Nicholai Gogol
brought this quote to mind ....
"I am fated to journey hand in hand with my strange heroes and to survey the surging immensity of life, to survey it through the laughter that all can see and through the tears unseen and unknown by anyone." Nicholai Gogol
2nd Apr 2016 11:01pm
nothing is ever little to a woman.
To a real woman, it's all or nothing; we don't waste you time on trivial things.
This write exposes a raw tenderness typically reserved for private moments.
To a real woman, it's all or nothing; we don't waste you time on trivial things.
This write exposes a raw tenderness typically reserved for private moments.
3rd Apr 2016 00:33am
...it oughta be dressed in pink...
but it goes a lot deeper than that…
Rainbow coloured, the blood running through a woman's veins...life giving blood.
Stir it up and you get black...ever wonder why bruises age the way the do?
Much respect, thank you dear John.
but it goes a lot deeper than that…
Rainbow coloured, the blood running through a woman's veins...life giving blood.
Stir it up and you get black...ever wonder why bruises age the way the do?
Much respect, thank you dear John.
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3rd Apr 2016 2:59pm
Oh my, my, my....you have once again outdone yourself...making me exclaim "God Damn! Frickin killin me!" With love always - Taryn xoxo
4th Apr 2016 8:57am
cream works best ... not that i'd know anything about any of that ...
... this reads like a backhanded french kiss, mister feddeler, familiar & strangely comforting
xo
... this reads like a backhanded french kiss, mister feddeler, familiar & strangely comforting
xo
5th Apr 2016 6:06am
I've absorb'd so much from
you my cherished
but nothing alike close to on
an evening such as this
and your words swathed
then swallowed me whole.
-Howlings
you my cherished
but nothing alike close to on
an evening such as this
and your words swathed
then swallowed me whole.
-Howlings
2nd May 2016 3:12am
5th May 2016 4:16am
Intense and true to the nature of things... always bewildered by your raw ink! <3 blue angel
