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other side of the wind
she’s my coquette in gray, I’m her soldier blue.
we are a Ruskin painting, unfinished; a poem that goes nowhere.
heartbeats pulse in time to entropic melodies: chansons & French
kisses. streetlamp makes erotic shadows on the ceiling at 3am.
the rain is sad thru most of October.
nights when the candles get quiet, I drive to the gutter elegance
of a fifty dollar overnight whore. at dawn, regret smells like stains
in the sheets, I need a shave & a shower, & I’m broker than drunk.
& her; she’s no better than she was in high school. she wears her
melancholy like moonlight. my abuse, she figures it’s a peculiar
form of love. the way I make her wear lipstick & eye shadow,
make her dress like a cheap hooker. if I don’t spank her good, I
can’t raise the titanic to do her.
in my rusted vision, she’s built for sex & punishment. I’d submit
her as the tearful centerpiece of a bukkake affair, where the sky is
too far from her knees, the roots of sorrow are too close, & a face
full of ejaculate is the price of being pretty.
& when she writes poems about a bridge over lonely waters,
I’d wonder why she stays with me.
unfinished –
some things are meant to be…
(Artist unknown)
Published 2nd Oct 2016
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2nd Oct 2016 11:49pm
Beautiful poetry in shades of blue and sadness,a peculiar form of love,indeed.
Such a fitting photo to go with it all. Really took my beath away,John,just amazing....
Such a fitting photo to go with it all. Really took my beath away,John,just amazing....
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3rd Oct 2016 2:40am
she wears her
melancholy like moonlight > this is just breathtakingly beautiful!
The melancholy is tangible throughout the whole poem, love this one!
I don't know if it was intentional, but 'lonely' in stead of 'troubled' caught my attention...
melancholy like moonlight > this is just breathtakingly beautiful!
The melancholy is tangible throughout the whole poem, love this one!
I don't know if it was intentional, but 'lonely' in stead of 'troubled' caught my attention...
3rd Oct 2016 2:44am
"& when she writes poems about a bridge over lonely waters,
I’d wonder why she stays with me."
we stay with men like you for the excitement John..
seducing write..
love Crim
I’d wonder why she stays with me."
we stay with men like you for the excitement John..
seducing write..
love Crim
3rd Oct 2016 8:23am
You draw in such colourful expressive language to make your verses stand out - a delight to read
3rd Oct 2016 7:32pm
Nothing is ever finished until it's finished -
especially affairs of the poetic kind.
Beautifully raw work, John.
especially affairs of the poetic kind.
Beautifully raw work, John.
4th Oct 2016 10:52pm
You've got your romantic side, harsh as it can be. Her bridge poem might not be an original over troubled water but I suspect you love it anyway.
Anonymous
5th Oct 2016 00:25am
`where the sky is
too far from her knees, the roots of sorrow are too close, & a face
full of ejaculate is the price of being pretty.`
... while there is so much to quote here, it is the above that stands out the best and ties this entire piece together ... I can never understand, now meaning you, John, how you can poem & paint a whore so desired & ele`gant is far beyond me ... The ``Titanic`` line brings about remnants of that infamous `heart of the ocean`; can you paint me like that, my soul, my bodice, but in poetry? ... love to my Noir King ... always ... ~Devlin
9th Oct 2016 7:50pm
Reminds me of a book I'm reading by Aleister Crowley, without the drug references.
Anonymous
11th Oct 2016 1:03am
I must echo My Queen of Darkness here...it is those lines which stand out to me...I exuded an "ahhh" when this line was visualized by my eyes...only you can do this...With love always - Taryn xoxo
