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May 24, 2008
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Tough As Nails
Barb's dad said I was as
"tough as nails".
How droll! How ironic!
I should laugh, instead
I cough up a whole pack
of Niz's beedies
from my lungs or
between my legs..
don't know which
don't much care
clear the air...
perhaps, upon reflection,
I am shedding my "soft woman's skin",
once burnished with Buddha's gold,
it had to happen.
I no longer suffer fools
under any mystical ignorance tree..
Rainbow-serpent-skinned
ecstasy binds me
with nothing to affirm
and nothing more to deny.
— Kailashana, May 24, 2008
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Critiques
RSScheerer
18 years ago
Tough As Nails
Kailashana
18 years ago
Well, there ya go… the
RSScheerer
18 years ago
Fair enough, Anna
Kailashana
18 years ago
Thank you for this exercise
RSScheerer
18 years ago
Don't think of it as criticism
Kailashana
18 years ago
Likewise… This really is a
Orphani
16 years 4 months ago
Why do I want to hold you
Kailashana
16 years 4 months ago
Because. You should.~A
Kailashana
16 years 4 months ago
I quit smoking over 30 years
Kailashana
16 years 4 months ago
dupli