October 2012 (4)

31 October 2012 at 23:27 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

PAPER CUT
her beautiful body
matched by simple mind
could never lose a rakish air
toque on her head
with a spotted veil
made hollow sound
fantasies calculate a response
about leaving but the bills
she briskly walked away
angrily slamming revolving door

that car did not intend to
collide with another
old lady from no 4
imagined different life ending
last night meant to cheer her up

weight of someone else’s need
was hanged out on the thread
it runs crosswise
brutally mixing
with imprint on the flesh
soft blows
let her stand up to leave
pain is not a final destination
she has given him
the best years of her life (29th October 2012)

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October 2012 (3)

31 October 2012 at 23:27 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

LUMP SUGAR LAST BREATH
prim voice
in nothing but petticoat
harangues
we exist
because someone out there
thinks of us
not otherwise
distant hiccup stops plowing field of ignorance
nods to it

train station characters
stammering types
professional portraits
speak not as if have
mouthful of pearls
having caught a cold
spell: appreciation (28th October 2012)

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October 2012 (2)

19 October 2012 at 20:34 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , , )

AVERAGE
sick from spewing city smokes
run eyes over small ads, anticipated day off
reminds what we cannot afford. Expenses
cradle young generation, in worn out hands
plural solitude weights on us

we hold a breath, easily pretend
that things could never be better
underdogs poke, complain, demand refund
sensation of worry
kicking at heels
is flushed in public toilets. We won’t rest
knees pulled to chest give stomachache, but we step across
chronological habits

weekly slow waltz
will rummage for bus tickets
washing off disappointment
from pale nails; foretell a platform
concrete dressing
taking us to work where always envy bosses
to be so unerring, spending over thirty minutes
on company expense lunches (13th October 2012)

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October 2012 (1)

19 October 2012 at 20:32 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

DIGNITY WASTER
time to let go
quit final topper
confetti drizzle weeps silver tears
thousand pieces rustled
turned my being inside out
just as dirty pillow case

a slice of myself left behind
some new she does not know
stumbles over
hurt woman’s softness
begins needling to argument
poor floozy
believed in forever

my drowsy mind congeals
taken out of frames
yearns putting back on its place
sliced hole is sore
misses him
soon snide coming behind the back
big if
scratched bare arms
did linger through crème brûlée
he would not write me off
or I still might be wrong (09th October 2012)

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