- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Alone He Talks to Himself A Lot.
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No flummeries would you discover
from animated lips that smother
you like mothers would, or another,
for I'd be chafed at that.
That is where those extroverts blunder
while you wonder wherefrom they wander
whether they'd be able to ponder,
absent morning chit-chat
that starts again long after sunsets
to tell you how their day went, and let’s
include those insomniac house pets
they woof or purr back at.
That, of course, is just an impression
from someone who neglected passion
and took for granted satisfaction
as Maggie’s Cheshire cat.
Inspired by “Cabaret Ludwig,” a poem by Rachel Wetzsteon (1967-2009), appearing in POETRY October 2010 edition
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 13 years agoI am not familiar with the poem that inspired this, nor the television series referenced, but an enjoyable piece of flummery nonetheless.
One hopes for a bit of protein, though.
buttersover 13 years agoyour use of sound throughout this drives the read, does something to my head!
your writing always impresses, and this is no exception. your adroit use of form allows the substance of the piece to be paramount, supported by its framework instead of tortured by it. those last lines leave a saddened smile on my lips. this is worthy of a 5 rating, all the way!
