Her eyes became the future
By lavadis
Mon, 28 Mar 2016
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She was 6ft 7 and did not know what to do with it
when we lay in the bathtub together in her apartment
on afternoons when the bar work was slow
her ankles projected
beyond my ears and
into the middle distance
with longitudinal exuberance
This was the 1980's
a time before emotions
had been invented
back then,
our relationship was
no more
than a cinnamon dusted chrysalis
We would sit on the steps
of her brownstone
and watch the
pavement rabbits as they
scattered for cover in the snow
leaving footprints
like mosaic semaphore for us to decipher
she used a silver pipette
to drop question marks
into my mouth
which bristled and faded
like fireflies trapped in a spring downpour
just beyond the periphery
of my vision
On the nights
when the firestorms were
at their most intense
smelting the girders
into milky glass
we smoked Ethiopian Highland
which she grew from
Royal Queen seeds
and her eyes became the future
'One day I will smash our love
until it is so many wicked shards'
she told me
'you will grasp them
to your chest
and try to make them whole
but the pieces will slice you
leaving ruinous scars
which will never heal'
She had become my atlas
she drilled a mineshaft
into the side of my skull
and illuminated it with
Celine, Bonnard and Mingus
I knew she would destroy me
but in love and war
there are always
casualties
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This is very attractive
Permalink Submitted by hilary west on
This is very attractive writing, getting more gritty towards the end :'she drilled a mineshaft into the side of my skull'. I like a lot of the poetic phrases.
HW
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All that suffering's worth it
All that suffering's worth it, you can feel the chemistry. Some razor lines, a touch of wit, a rabbit and a threat.
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a nice sense of fatality in
Permalink Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on
a nice sense of fatality in that last stanza, and a killer first line. I enjoyed this lavadis - thank you
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