What was it that you wanted
when you took me to your side
made as to soothe me help me heal?
What happened to the man who
brought a waterfall of
laughter cascading down
the front of my dress
poked a tiny hole in
my heart so a trickle
of tenderness could drip in
fold itself around my
oozing wound born of loss?
What made you want me to
fuck your lover then turn
on us when you thought
I had a viper spewing
flames of hatred vitriol
meant to burn out my core
corrode the embryonic
seeds of healing there?
Serpent that you are you’ve
begun slithering
circling me as new prey
forgetting you molted
cast me off so much
dry skin baking in the sun.
You dare to approach me
take my hands as though
you have a right and
I jerk them back.
Waterfalls of laughter
long forgotten dismissed
as bait to lure me to
your writhing nest of madness
I stare you in the eye
smooth my dress brush past you
and wipe my hands on the hem.
© cj Schlottman
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
5 comments:
Well done!
(And steer clear!!)
=)
I've been looking for a poem that treats the reader like an adult and I just found it! :)
Very powerful. Look out Loren!
This certainly hits home and leaves no room for being misunderstood!
I guess you said it like it is.
I feel this poem flows well and the imagery is very strong consistent with the emotions expressed. You write powerful poetry straight from the heart. that is where i believe the best poetry comes from. Thank you for sharing it.
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