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Click hereBreathing
ragged
eyes enraged
her wrists break onto the floor
my full weight scraping splinters into her skin
she binds to my anger, overpowering
sweating into her flesh
as I force her thighs
“Fuck you,
fuck your lies.”
Biting
fiercely
voice engaged
by the taste of sweat, the tease of hate
my blood dripping with her saliva
dribbles down my chin, I wipe
and clamp her wrists with sounds of metal
cold, hard, beneath the door
“Fuck you,
fuck you whore.”
Breaking
seething
body enchained
as I raise my hand
to stain her face with my dismembered heart
I love you, she said
as I began to tear.
Suddenly,
silence.
I forgot why I was fucking
why I was hating
and in my breath, and in my pause
the poison of my Pneumatic city
accidentally touched
loud
inexperience.1
1 "Pneumatic city accidentally touched loud inexperience" was the random product of a collaborative Exquisite Corpse writing game conducted on the Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum.
...did I miss this when we did the challenge? Assuming it was the same one I was in that produced "Our Song" from me. Charley, I really admire how you worked that line into an entire piece, expecially one so graphic and engaging. Fantastic.
I understand every word from that poem, and it scares me how much I relate to that. Good work babe!
An interesting poem, Charley. I think we've all been in situations where we hated the person and wanted to make them feel some sort of pain ~ and then those words are thrown out at us, stopping us in our enraged tracks and making us love again.
Nice job...
Honey
Honestly it makes me want to start crying. The emotion in it is so raw and the pain so glaringly clear to the reader. Very powerful.