- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Do Not Disturb
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Click hereDrip.
Drip.
My hands are covered.
I’ve washed my hands in turpentine
So many times
(it burns, oh god it burns)
But they turn red in the light.
Hide my hands.
Pockets, gloves, any way I can.
Don’t look, damn you!
My nails are my business.
I had to hang the sign
And hide the hands,
Hide my hands and hope
I don’t-
I can’t-
Loose control.
Every hand that knocks at my door
Brings me one step closer to chopping it off again.
Each knuckle on the grain
Is a tic in my lip,
A twitch of my eye,
A throb of my heart,
A jump in my throat
While all around me bloody fingers
Twist the air,
Tying knots.
In the semi-darkness fingernails
Wink like a hundred eyes,
Open wide and
Seeing me.
Hide my hands,
Red in the dark and
In the light no matter how
I scrub them.
Tap tap tap.
Don’t ignore the signs
Upon the door
Else I might come through.
Each rap of the knuckles upon the door
Is a tap closer to the edge.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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Shadowsandflamesabout 19 years agoVery dark. I love the feel of guilt and the feeling that you are trying so hard to hide it from the world and yet it seems like you are trying to warn them away as well, which leads to feeling of confliction. I know this feeling well but could not have put it in to words as well as you have.
S&F
Vixandraabout 19 years agoI'm thinking either obssessive compulsive or a deed the do'er perceives as evil.
Either way- great word usage and play.
Bridget69about 19 years agoLike the previous poster, this poem is a bit hard to decipher, yet, I assume it deals with being guilty of a crime and repressing an urge to commit another one. Anyhow, it's an edgy look inside humans' most dangerous instincts.
Anonymousabout 19 years agoI did not fully understand this poem.. but it does not matter really. I felt disturbed and lonely. I felt the need to cleanse to be seen.. to be alone and not alone. So even though I do not "get" it.. I liked it..It made me feel so much...
Du~
Mentioned in the Sunday reviews
