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Click hereI don't want to hear about my mother's vagina,1
Her bursitis,
or migraines, sure...
but no matter why it comes up,
hearing about that just reminds me
she has one
It makes me recall thumping beds...
closed doors and hushed voices
that think us kids are sleeping
when I'm trying to make my breakfast
and come upstairs
entering without knocking
seeing naked bodies entwined
sweat glistening in the mix of
bedside lamp and early morning sunlight
eyes staring in both directions
my feet starting to backtrack even before ordered out
I don't want to hear about it
'cause that'll make me remember arching backs,
bare breasts bobbing upon her chest,
and the "what if" that moves beyond what was seen
to what might have happened already
or may have happened later that morning
I don't want to hear
the furtive sighs and muffled gasps
that mingle with three decade old pictures of swimsuits
and skimpy summer dresses
to make my blood rise as I can't help but be reminded
that she was beautiful
and there's nothing for me to do but
surrender to my encaged yearns and lusts.2
1in "Oh, Mother!", by WickedEve ©2004.
2in "Bent", by Lauren Hynde ©2003.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,500 poems.
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Just raw fucking honesty. Feelings most of us have but few will admit let alone confront. And well written to boot.
Good grief what a way to start a poem. I loved it. The whole poem is err well a lil distubing (in reference to it being your mom).. but I still loved it. I loved your imagery and it flowed great. You made the *borrowed* lines seamless.. More Please~~!!
what a line you chose when you picked the vagina one. lol But you did a great job with it! :)
oh god for some reason I need to go to the gym and then buy some alpha hydroxy something or another...
Great choice of lines!!! potent poem