refusing my prescription

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refusing my prescription


I will not eat poetry


Rimbaud has got nothing on you
(or me)
         .....well

we do share transparent skin
and flesh,
corroded



I see right through


write me off Dr. A
deny your own cravings for petals
pulled from the flower of death

  rose hips       snapdragon lips
  chromoplasts         ground down
  carotenenes       flavones
  bleeding    anthocyanin



I remain
at your feet
until you say
don't talk yourself into us


you remember
leaving something on the stove

I hide among steam that
condenses on the glass jars
cardamom, lemon pepper

until under my fingers you believe
my lies


of course
I eat poems
spiceless and raw,
fresh off the street.


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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
Late

I'm late but I got here eventually. I would have turned up in the early hours of the morning for this poem. It makes the brain work but the brain gets its reward.

Great poem AS

green lightsgreen lightsalmost 19 years ago
this is

fabulous, of course

Maria2394Maria2394almost 19 years ago
I came back...

I needed a refill. ;) like I always do with Anna's work. Yes, I said creepy, but I thnk anna knows I adore her and her work and only said that in the very kindest and most flattering of ways. If not, then I apologize from the depths of my heart and ask sincere forgiveness.

Damn!! I miss still life with street light... love you woman, xoxox

~~m~~

ishtatishtatalmost 19 years ago
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Whatever you are eating it must be damn good!

dcpoet44dcpoet44almost 19 years ago
this is quite......

the piece of work. the prescription you have concocted is now sitting under my tongue to absorb.......don

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
There must be....

...a medical monthly somewhere waiting for this. Great read, anna!

Tess

always_smilingalways_smilingalmost 19 years ago
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Wow! I don't know what to say!! Think, think...

I saw someone wrote "creepy". I'm not quite sure if that's the word I would use. It's different, kind of wild. Of course, not in a bad way!

Raw, damn it, that's it!! I read this three times, and there isn't one thing I didn't like about it. The ending couldn't have been any better. VERY good poetry.

twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 19 years ago
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"we do share transparent skin" reminded me of Dali, his quote

"When I was five years old I saw an insect that had been eaten by ants and of which nothing remained except the shell. Through the holes in its anatomy one could see the sky. Every time I wish to attain purity I look at the sky through flesh."

I don't know why I thought of it

I don't know what else to say

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
mention

your poem has been mentioned in today's reviews

Maria2394Maria2394almost 19 years ago
ohhhhh Anna!!

This is kinda creepy, chloroplasts, ground down, just evil, and genius, I say!! truly love this side of you xoxox

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