Listen
By EB
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Doesn't listen;
doesn't tell us anything.
Lazes all day long; earphones on;
secretly eating the night,
squirreling - cellophane wrappers
hidden in cupboards and drawers -
underwear under the bed.
Dirty laundry - all we ask
is that she bring it downstairs.
But she answers as she thinks
we want to hear. Sorry. Doesn't listen;
doesn't tell us anything -
like where that cut came from.
I dressed it, once I'd seen it -
before she yanked her sleeve down
on it. Bring us your dirty washing
so we can clean it,
and stop the hiding - it's all we ask...
wrappers in your drawers and cupboards.
Listen for once - tell us - not
what you think we want to hear,
but something to let us know
we're getting through - past
that weary whiteout stare.
Yes, we're talking -
again -
to you...
For God's sake,
bring us your dirty linen -
it's the only thing we ever asked,
but she's never listened;
never told us anything.
If she had,
we might just understand
about the overdose.
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very good. Love the
very good. Love the contradiction in the title
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very effective, liked the
very effective, liked the repetitions of listen, lack of empathy in the directness&part. liked wonderful passage: 'Listen for once - tell us - not/what you think we want to hear, /but something to let us know/we're getting through - past /that weary whiteout stare.'
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So focused on sorting out
So focused on sorting out symptoms it's easy to not see them for what they are and miss the signs. As insert noted - such irony in the title.
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This is great, although I
This is great, although I knew it was going somewhere with the secrecy of the 'wrappers' the ending still came as a shock. Very nicely done.
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I really liked this. Being a
I really liked this. Being a teenager myself, I can relate with the girl. Most teenagers keep to themselves and thier friends. This really gave me insight on how it must feel on the other end.
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From eye-rolling, tutting,
From eye-rolling, tutting, 'typical' teenager poem to stark seriousness in the space of a stanza. Where do you draw the line between teenage angst and something you will have to deal with?
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Painful frustration
Painful frustration between young and old, parent and child; when there are no bridges there is no touching turning bleak loneliness into a precipice, you draw that picture very well.
Ray
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