Penelope is not your Friend
By Jane Hyphen
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Penelope is not your friend
Look deep in her eyes
There’s a hair pin bend
And a hellion blotch
An open slit in the darkest spot
To the sheerest drop
Which ends at the crypt
Where she keeps the script
Of the heinous ways
That you’ll meet your end
She’s a fairy tale
Sweet, innocent and frail
Her fine, slender hands
Translucent and pale
But she’ll squeeze your life
Til the dreams fall out
She’ll stamp them down
In her dirtiest spot
Leave you only with reality
Reality’s bad with Penelope
She is the queen
Of the dark art hearts
She glides like a shark
Hides a razor blade
In a passing remark
To cut you later on
You can bleed on your own
Those wounds might mend
Until Penelope’s home
With her salty tongue
A stinging pain that drains
Penelope is not your friend
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This is how I imagine being
This is how I imagine being in a bobsleigh, exhilarating and liberating, with the potential for terrible injury if the person it is about finds you out. Particularly liked
"she’ll squeeze your life
Til the dreams fall out"
and
"Hides a razor blade
In a passing remark
To cut you later on
You can bleed on your own"
Reminds me of cherished (what I thought was) praise only later on realising it was not.
The jangly sometimes rhymes are good too. Unreliable, then they come again like a stone working its way about in your shoe
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My reaction was 'Poor
My reaction was 'Poor Penelope'. A bit like realising the unhappiness and friendlessness of most bullies. I remember realising from what my primary school son was saying that the children were egging this bully in their midst on, and I knew something of his disfunctional family background. I saw a booklet recently, 'Help for the bullied and the bullies'.
But, yes, words can be very cruel, and girls use them on each other where boys use punches.
Rhiannon
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