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slip
She says let's me be friends forever
she says let's keep this honest
I say don't tempt me with honesty
don't open a door that can't be closed
because I've already spilled too much
and I don't want to fucking talk about it
Leave me these benign secrets
that edge me with painful ecstacy
I won't be a cancer on your heart
I won't break for this
I won't break for you
I won't break
I promise myself I won't
But it's already too late
to snatch back the seedling of love
I never meant to grow
in the withering greenhouse
of my heart
Don't offer me something I can't have
and if we're being honest
like you promised we'd always be
I can't have you the way I want
So let me close this fucking door
and pretend this slip meant nothing
-Eve-
she says let's keep this honest
I say don't tempt me with honesty
don't open a door that can't be closed
because I've already spilled too much
and I don't want to fucking talk about it
Leave me these benign secrets
that edge me with painful ecstacy
I won't be a cancer on your heart
I won't break for this
I won't break for you
I won't break
I promise myself I won't
But it's already too late
to snatch back the seedling of love
I never meant to grow
in the withering greenhouse
of my heart
Don't offer me something I can't have
and if we're being honest
like you promised we'd always be
I can't have you the way I want
So let me close this fucking door
and pretend this slip meant nothing
-Eve-
Published 5th Jul 2024
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Anonymous
5th Jul 2024 1:17am
I like this.
The metaphor of the "slip" works in the poem--
The mask is a modernist metaphor, what Eliot called the Personae Dramatis, or dramatic mask. And that metaphor ties in with the mask that people wear to conceal a romantic spark.
Sometimes that romance-concealing mask slips, and there's knowledge between the two people. And that knowledge can feel unbearable, if one doesn't return the interest, or chooses to pass.
The metaphor of the "slip" works in the poem--
The mask is a modernist metaphor, what Eliot called the Personae Dramatis, or dramatic mask. And that metaphor ties in with the mask that people wear to conceal a romantic spark.
Sometimes that romance-concealing mask slips, and there's knowledge between the two people. And that knowledge can feel unbearable, if one doesn't return the interest, or chooses to pass.
