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Feb 02, 2015
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MUTTERKADE DOSE METER
lOCK IN
your world away
I will vanish
and even if
you pick the
lock and drag
me out
I will be
within
The chrome
in the heat
the vinyl seats
the ashtray
open like a
mouth
the lipstick
like rose
kisses
on the cork
livid
and no where
the xx's
How I lived
beside the brew
of your soul
iradiated
with a healthy scale
sizzling like a
cancer
this crackle of
the anger
entrancing
cellophane
happiness
we drove the needle
steady at sixty
but you were aloof
and dead at seventy
i can feel your love
your hate glowing
in me
the Princess's
gift a chrome
zippo
she knows loves
a poison
I stand in the
dark of the
little porch
staring at the
silence of the
stars
my little flare
an ingot
of dare
sharing
the threats
of disease
....
— Esker, Feb 02, 2015
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Critiques
vandiemenspeak
11 years 4 months ago
Love to see someone find their own language..
Theme, perhaps intensely personal - so no need to pry behind the curtain, but the language use I found striking, it augured a memory of hot buses, and long nights in the city - and prodded the senses - I particularly liked
"I stand in the
dark of the
little porch
staring at the
silence of the
stars"
I could happily read that line all night alone like a mantra..
Thank you for tuning in on a particularly poignant moment (I'm imagining) for you, and broadcasting it to the rest of us. Nice one.
Cheers Esker, take it easy,
Chris.
judyanne
11 years 4 months ago
awesome write Steve
One of you best imo
I am reading it over and over
Absolutely especially enjoying the last three stanzas, I wish I had written those final two at least - they are pure poetry
Thank you for sharing Steve
I will come back frequently to read this
Love judy
xxx