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Click hereIn dark purple moments of midnight,
she never prays but says to herself
she'd like to have a tongue-glove compartment
with cyanide where her wisdom tooth was,
except for the paper mâché
thingamabob on her dresser
next to the first bottle she warmed
when midnight was a lullaby
and wasn't the scuff of a leather heel
when the bedroom door slammed Shut!
Up! like a jackhammer up her ass
for the grease stain left on his pants.
Madeline thought she had seen it all,
but later that night at the door
a kitchen knife in the one hand tore
Raggedy Andy in the other.
tod, much of my poetry has a dark side for the good or the bad of it because I think we all have a dark side to ourselves. For most of us, it doesn't come close to what is represented here fortunately. That I spent a career working with criminal offenders I'm sure has affected my poetry.
Neo: nice catch on the pace of the poem and then the abrupt "Shut!/Up!"
Especially that, "tongue-glove compartment with cyanide where her wisdom tooth was".
I'm wondering about that "Shut! Up!" if it serves as punctuation because without it sounds (I read all poetry out loud) as if the first three stanza are all said in one breath. It does speed up timing making it feel more frantic, so perhaps that's intentional with the poem's content.
Interesting poem!
Using the colour purple to shade the view as bleak, followed by never praying which brings to mind instant cynisism, wishing for death but not having the way out, this is a five but it is a very dark, very bleak piece.