Sister
I pulled the sheets back over your mattress.
Their floral print
matches the season ever so nicely.
I won't tell
your father the slightest thing about it
that would be cataclysmic
and that
of course
is putting it lightly.
Catch me as I rise
into the unknown
without you
or I'll take all that I know about you
under sighs of "I'll have to do without you."
I've watched
young men squirm and squeeze
under your cotton sheets
burning holes in them with
cigarettes.
They all
took your soft blue bed for granted
and I know you couldn't stand it
although too shy to demand it.
Scold them as they crawl
out of the well-known
without you
or they'll take all that they wanted from you
and they'll leave
never again to love you.
Remember
the tall one with the crooked smile
who was so terrible and lithe
that you couldn't resist him?
Punctuating his clever kindness
he cried out
"My lovely highness
can we put this all behind us?
Because you can't keep a man on a leash
and besides, failure now makes your
victory sweet
tomorrow.
So watch me as I rise
into the unknown
without you
and I'll take all I never felt about you
to a garden where green trees sprout you."















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"They all
took your soft blue bed for granted
and I know you couldn't stand it
although too shy to demand it."
I like this. The rhyming is awkward thoughout the whole thing but I figure you had a reason for that, so I won't pick at it. The last lines in themselves are not ridiculous, but put them next to each other and they don't make a lot of sense.
"Remember
the tall one with the crooked smile
who was so terrible and lithe
that you couldn't resist him?"
This verse is very good as well, it's a sort of self-destructive attraction.
The relationship between the brother and fictive sister in itself seems self-destructive.
I like the experimentation, the poem itself I can't decide whether or not it is good or bad and really, I'm not an expert to begin with. Just opinionated.
Keep it up!
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Underwear is just another article of clothing designed to make you look fat.
under sighs of "I'll have to do without you."
and I'll take all I never felt about you
to a garden where green trees sprout you."
I've watched
young men squirm and squeeze
under your cotton sheets
burning holes in them with
cigarettes.
these are my favorite parts...and this peice is nothing less than brilliant. and that my friend, is putting it lightly. <3
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the sun in the trees made the skyline look like crooked teeth.
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"I wanna speak at an intimate decibel/with the precision of an infinite decimal." -Yoni Wolf
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...my door is always unlocked...
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