- Non-Erotic Poetry
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Click hereThe point was swans.
There were slim tucks to be
bent beneath the implication
of wings never with conscious
thought of flight but still
creased, triangulated.
You returned to the page,
penciled a sketch
to suggest downy feathers
soft submission proposing
we paddle companionably
side by side.
When that didn't work
you cut parts of me
away.
I tried. I unfolded
to you, curved myself
for your crooked chains
but my hands were snipped.
I came unglued then
flattened out entirely.
There was a tear
where my voice used to be.
Maybe you just wanted
a paper doll but all
I could be was an airplane
sailing away from you
on some unknown course.
- COMMENTS
Fish_Talesover 12 years agoTo think like a piece of paper....hey - you've got me suspending disbelief! Excellent
ishtatover 13 years agoNot much to add to the previous comments but "sailing" in the penultimate line; is that the right word?
And "some unknown" seems a bit vague. One can think of alternatives or maybe nothing at all but I would only be quibbling about a fine poem.
